The third 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 third verse: " It hasn't been easy. There have been tears. There is always a mountain to climb. They tell us to quit, give up, love yourself by surrendering who you know you are. It has been lonely and retreat is discouragement's cure. It's a lie. Lift your head. Lift your eye. Don't you dread. Today, we praise who we are. "