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The Last Supper
by PanteaAEW
Everyone raised their glasses together. No one spoke about what was on the table… Who’s Next?!!! No explanation….. POEM BY ME… Beneath the crimson moon, the silence remains, A hidden secret flows through the endless plains. Glasses rise slowly, no words, no sound, A forgotten truth lies beneath the ground. The last supper arrives, shadows gather near, No one asks the question they all silently fear. In the cold of the night, the answer is clear… Who will be the next one to disappear?
- Chain
- TEZOS
- Network
- Tezos
- Contract
- KT1Uq1RyZFHGR1qxnELGpmBGbZB9DMQcGueY
- Token ID
- 12
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