Her eyes, a window to unseen realms, Like stars that guide lost wandering helms, Her touch, a soft and bewitching spell, Unveiling mysteries that none can tell. Cloaked in moonlight's ethereal glow, She weaves enchantment, casting a show, With every word, a tale unfolds, Of love, of loss, of legends untold. So let us wander in the midnight's haze, Lost in your enchanting, mystical ways, For in your presence, we find delight, In the realm of midnight pretends, so bright. AI Poem

Olga Fedorova

THE MIDNIGHT PRETENDS

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THE MIDNIGHT PRETENDS

Artist
Olga Fedorova
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Ethereum
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ERC-721
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