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I expected you would have included the tablet inscription: "Give me your tired, your poor, Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, The wretched refuse of your teeming shore. Send these, the homeless, tempest-tossed to me, I lift my lamp beside the golden door!"

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Author, D. Denise Dianaty
Author, D. Denise Dianaty

Written by Author, D. Denise Dianaty

Artist, Poet, author, wife & mom May my epitaph be "She reflected love into the world."

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