gesa’s avatargesa’s Twitter Archive—№ 37,823

  1. Give me your tired, your poor, Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
    1. …in reply to @gesa
      Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me, I lift my lamp beside the golden door!
      1. …in reply to @gesa
        I think I might get a plaque of this and post it at the street on my land.