{"description":"My home still stands,  \nbut I cannot deny the snakes.  \nThey are no longer in the shadows  \nthey have crawled onto the walls,  \nreached the windows,  \nand coiled around my home, around my country.\n\nI know this.  \nI have seen it.  \nAnd it is this knowing that has exhausted me.\n\nSometimes I close my eyes  \nnot out of ignorance,  \nbut to catch a breath  \nfrom the weight of this truth.\n\nIn the darkness behind my eyelids,  \nI build a home that is still safe,  \na sky that is still blue,  \nand birds that still dare to fly.\n\nBut this dream is not escape  \nit is a brief pause,  \nso I do not break.\n\nBecause when I open my eyes,  \nthe snakes are still there.  \nThe fire still burns beyond the window.\n\nAnd this time,  \nI know that closing my eyes  \nwill not save anything.\n\nThere is fear.  \nThere is exhaustion.  \nBut there is also a choice\n\nto lose myself in the dream,  \nor, with all my trembling,  \nremain the owner of this home.","name":"Eyes Closed, Truth Awake","attributes":[{"trait_type":"Farnaz Dashti","value":"FarnazDashti","display_type":"text"}],"image_details":{"bytes":12352414,"format":"JPEG","sha256":"2ee4af2dca2dcf818d25af4ef411a10c77ea82994dbd663244ef7b609afb358d","width":3500,"height":5000},"image":"https://arweave.net/2FhE98FqnFu08npbkKPsyIE6b77hWb7QvlkTfRdgwX4","image_url":"https://arweave.net/2FhE98FqnFu08npbkKPsyIE6b77hWb7QvlkTfRdgwX4"}