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LADY LIBERTY

"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-tost to me,

I lift my lamp beside the golden door!"

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S'MORES AND MORES AND MORE

"I wouldn't keep him around long if I didn't feed him well." -Julia Child

MATER MATRIS

A MOTHERS LOVE IS HER CHILDS HEART

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