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The Fear That Loved Me
by Armina
The hand you see may not be the beast. Sometimes the darkness we fear is only a wounded heart wearing the shape of a monster. Like the Beast who discovered beauty within himself, we all carry hidden parts that only need compassion to be revealed. And life, softly and silently, slips through our fingers.
- Chain
- TEZOS
- Network
- Tezos
- Contract
- KT1B6aqEtNsq3B5GQt1tzsvs7jZF3zHrCmks
- Token ID
- 37
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