Sunset Feels

Watching the sun melt away, As waves gently float by, On our porch where we sit, My loyal dog and I, Our silhouettes cast red, By the hues of sunlight, As day softly surrenders, Into the arms of night, And the fleeting sun meets, The dark of night as it starts, Painting crimson and gold, With the day that departs, Basking us in the afterglow, From the warm evening sky, On our porch where we sit, My loyal dog and I. Artist/Poet: Anna van Tassell Dimensions: 6500 x 9500 px

Chain

TEZOS

Network

Tezos

Contract

KT1XRKRF4uAjcwku3bjCsrHJqfDPZnoJzgxM

Token ID

16