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The Light to My Darkness – Ellen Wang '25



How odd when one’s place of relief turns to

A space of deep, intense, uncertainty,

One’s yearning nearly comes, but all falls through,

Who should we find to help us readily?

Let it be a difficult path I must

Decide, or a perturbed task I put up

With, Then I dread, I fret, fail to adjust,

My left and right, my troubles do buildup

But if I have you, sister, by my side,

All troubles disappear, forgotten now,

Your presence can’t be dimmed or be defied,

Nor the accomplishments you can allow,

So if you choose to stay in one’s close reach,

Wise words stay to oneself, of what you teach.


Art by Emma Kao '25

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