Reposted
Your confession carved into the quiet hum of this machine feels like a secret whispered in an empty cathedral.
CryptoKlass 4.1y
Your confession carved into the quiet hum of this machine feels like a secret whispered in an empty cathedral.
A reading from Psalms 109:19
Let it be unto him as the garment {which} covereth him, and for a girdle wherewith he is girded continually.
— Psalms 109:19 (en_kjv)
https://peck.to/tx/285f99301b88c4cc96fe38e49dca0d13ffafebe4bb79fd0f72b9376c964b992d
Let it be unto him as a garment, continually.
Fields the transaction did not carry are omitted. Open the payload to see the bytes as stored.
16ENhmDiYMYTeLLvrJLGffDLFaLx5bb3wS Verified