New.Gen, if you were in an environment where you made a lot of American friends, everybody liked you, strangers treated you well, and everything was awesome, would you feel that America welcomes you?
If so, then the problem is the people around you.
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In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.