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read my palm

Creator

tz1Qi77tcJn9foeHHP1QHj6UX1m1vLVLMbuY

Description

the woman at the flea market reads palms between a man selling dead watches and a table of yellowed family photographs nobody wanted enough to keep five dollars ten if you ask about love her own hands look exhausted veins pushing blue through the skin a cigarette trembling between two fingers like it has bad news she takes my hand without greeting turns it once beneath the afternoon light the crowd moves around us slow and directionless a river forgetting where the ocean is she says nothing for a long time just traces the lines with her thumb frowning slightly like my future has poor handwriting behind her wind knocks over a box of porcelain birds one loses its head on the pavement nobody reacts finally she asks have you always been this lonely not cruelly not kindly either just professionally somewhere nearby a child starts crying and a train drags itself across the edge of town metal screaming against metal the woman keeps staring at my palm as if she expected another ending as if somewhere in those pale fractures there should have been evidence of a life that wanted me back.

Traits

Tag

proofofpalm

Tag

proofofpalm2026

Token

Contract: KT1RJ6...xton
Token ID: 880436

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