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A Small Life to Hold
by Eli shams
Only me and him remained,and a world we still color with our wounded imagination. In these dark days, my birthday no longer felt like something joyful to celebrate; it felt more like a faint light passing quietly through the ruins. I never knew war could silence even the flame inside you, and yet… in the middle of all this darkness, with our tired hands, we still draw flowers for our dreams. Hand digital painting 5000*6000px
- Chain
- TEZOS
- Network
- Tezos
- Contract
- KT1HWazdGqCfPiwfAdE8jic38K7T3oPXtXoX
- Token ID
- 8
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