...
To my devotion,
dedication,
and eventually doubt.
To Metro, my support system, and temporary escape;
the only one I could safely express my emotions to.
To my late nights spent researching,
listening to those who were willing to speak;
speaking to those who were willing to listen.
To those who listened,
and my newfound "raven wings".
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