The second verse in the poem I wrote, inspired by the artists I've met in the NFT art space embedded within the images that I thought of while writing. The second verse: "Begin in the abyss, the path appears distant, unclear and impossible. Rife with obstacles, dead ends and unreasonable expectations, our exodus feels desperate, pointless and sufferably ajar. Hearts soured and sore, courageously stand, soak in what we endure thus far. Today, we celebrate who we are. "