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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!
习惯了无聊,不无聊时才知道无聊是多么的不无聊。
欢迎回来,蓝星
习惯了无聊,不无聊时才知道无聊是多么的不无聊。
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