To my dearest railroad flower: You definitely endured a lot before me, are enduring it now, and will continue from here. I am sorry that I didn't see you enough. I didn't protect you enough. I was consumed with my own response to oppression, I missed what you were going through. I missed seeing you. I can't do anything now but acknowledge my wrongdoing, my hubris, and my mistakes. If you see this and want to ever speak to me, I welcome this. I will work to make you whole all I can. Love, Ikora

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