In the quiet of the night’s soft gleam, I hear the whispers of a dream. They call me from a distant shore, A place I’ve never seen before. Softly singing, secrets keep, Of promises the stars would weep. Through silver clouds and moonlight’s beam, I chase the whispers of a dream.
CREATORbujubuneng.eth
OWNED BY0xb24...000b
LISTED ONsealed for 0.16 ETH
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AuctionCreated on sealed by bujubuneng.eth21 days ago0.16 ETH
Minted by bujubuneng.eth21 days ago