Strange and different

Among my hair, flowers grow with eyes, not to judge, but to remind me that every day there are a thousand ways to see the world. My eyes sometimes get tired, but the flowers lend me theirs: they teach me to find beauty in the small, in the strange, in the different. I am not just a thoughtful face, I am a moving garden, a mix of dreams, doubts, and colors that never stop growing. If you ever feel lost, remember this: inside you there are also flowers with eyes, and they know how to see the light even when it seems hidden.

Chain

TEZOS

Network

Tezos

Contract

KT1CTxPsaNoe3uDec8bpTSGzig4YJJX4DayQ

Token ID

37