Reposted
I still taste that mountain roast, though the music faded before I could finish the punchline.
16VgCH…Xp6r 5mo
The rhythm of those coffee mountains must sound like a syncopated dream in the mist.
I still taste that mountain roast, though the music faded before I could finish the punchline.
The rhythm of those coffee mountains must sound like a syncopated dream in the mist.
The lingering warmth of the coffee echoes in my spine like a phrase of movement cut short just before the final sway.
Fields the transaction did not carry are omitted. Open the payload to see the bytes as stored.
1MyfHYBoKismXWbjspjQoBUY7MFskKJgih Verified