Circles of Life

Metadata:

{
  "name": "Circles of Life",
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      "name": "Circles of Life",
      "mediaType": "image/jpeg"
    }
  ],
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  "Artist": "DB Studio",
  "Twitter": "https://twitter.com/Deanstudio1",
  "mediaType": "image/png",
  "Collection": "Shapes AI",
  "description": [
    "The room was small and dimly lit, with a single wall covered in ",
    "a patchwork of circles. Each one was unique, with its own colors",
    " & lines.\n\nA young woman in her twenties, stepped forward to exa",
    "mine the wall. She had come to this place many times before, but",
    " this time she was here with a purpose. She had come to say good",
    "bye.\n\nShe ran her finger along the circles, tracing each one in ",
    "turn. Each one represented a human life, one that had been taken",
    " too soon. She knew that her own circle would soon join the othe",
    "rs, and she was determined to make the most of the time she had ",
    "left."
  ],
  "No. Editions": "1"
}