To my family, thanks for molding me into who I am now, and for giving me every bit of support I needed
To my friends, who never turned their back on me, and never doubted my skills and purity.
To every poet, who always inspired me to write.
And to my muse, who gives me things to write about.
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To my Mom, Malou, for molding me into who I am now, for passing on to me the magic powers that behold me when I hold a pen. So much love, madursang!
To the people who endlessly support me; this one's also fueled by your never-ending faith for me.
To poetry, the every breath of every poet.
