Why Are Children the Casualties of the Immigration ‘No Tolerance' Policy?


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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-tossed to me; I lift my lamp beside the golden door! - Emma Lazarus

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