The Wither

A flower is born, blooms and fades.

We create to make ourselves infinite. Our objects are like bees

that cross-pollinate the gardens of the galaxy.

You will witness the withering of the physical piece and you will

appreciate the responsibility of the beauty of the finite. As long

as this digital piece will never stop flourishing, wherever we

decide to live.

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