THEY AIM, WE STAND
We stand in the streets with nothing but our bodies.
They answer with weapons, leaving bruises and bullet scars behind.
Each mark stays on our skin like a sentence they try to end for us.
These wounds are meant to frighten us into silence.
Instead, they remember.
They remember why we are here.
Our blood meets the ground and refuses to vanish.
From every scar, something rises;
A dark blossom, sharp with beauty and freedom.
They keep aiming at us.
And we keep standing.
Provenance
Collected 2026-02-13 on objkt.com.
Minted 2026-02-12 on objkt.com, on Tezos by
Edition of 14.
Minted 2026-02-12 on objkt.com, on Tezos by
tz1fyvs7ZS…Bgtd.Edition of 14.
Collection
colors-of-my-soul
Archive
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The story
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2026-02-12
Made & minted on objkt.com
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2026-02-12
Passed to
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2026-02-12
Passed to
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2026-02-13
Passed to
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2026-02-13
Collected on objkt.com by Aaron (along7.eth)
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2026-08-27
Archived in this gallery — checksum
33430976f725