#SERO How long have I been accompanying SERO coin? That string of letters and numbers has quietly etched itself deep into the rings of my life. Once upon a time, I waited daily for its tiny pulsations, listening to its every subtle breath in the dense forest of digits. Each heartbeat tugged at the strings of my heart, as if guarding a newly born star, hoping that it would eventually light up a corner of its own sky in the boundless void.
Yet time slips away like sand, quietly falling through the gaps of my fingers. When the noisy waves recede, and the initial fervor splashes cold foam against