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The Songbird’s Hour

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Description

Time spills like honey from a cracked clock face, its sweetness slow and inevitable. A bird, bronze-throated and stitched from dawn, perches on the spine of memory, singing in the dialect of vanished gardens. Each note—a lantern swung in fog, each silence—a canyon cut through thought. The rose, once armor, now exhales blush and surrender, while the butterfly is a drifting ember, a ghost of fire pretending to be light. Old paper crumbles under the weight of bloom, its ink vines curling toward forgotten names. We are all just leaves listening for the sun in the hush before wingbeat. ~SRC Collage by S.R.Chappell

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Token

Contract: KT1R41...ahBt
Token ID: 9

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