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Welcome to our humble literary magazine, EXPRESSIONS! We all had rather grand plans when the 2019 year began, but soon found ourselves facing a global pandemic unlike anything most of us could ever imagine... and right before our publishing deadline!

Words and art have sustained many of us. Words and art have all been EXPRESSIONS of our hearts and minds during this difficult time. This may not be the publication we set out to create, but we are proud of the words and art it contains. May it serve as a time capsule of sorts, and remind us in the future of what we have already overcome.

Thank you for reading... and be well.

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