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Moira Miller ’27 The day you left, It started snowing, And it never stopped. Nature has a funny way of restoring the balance of things. I remember how your words felt at the beginning, They fell softly, warmly around my shoulders, Fluffy snowflakes clung to …

Willow Rodriguez ’26 And I stared across at my youngest sister and asked, “Why do you flail, scream, and fight?” She bores into me with hard brown eyes and responds, “To escape.” And I gazed at my younger sister and asked, “Was this what you …