See last Sunday's: #929432
guess the post--
A composure of thoughts from the year’s final glow,
A stacker’s deep musings, all tied with a bow.
My sats shone like that Star and my lessons the manger,
Where magi, two-thousand-twenty years prior were stranger,
Before fortnites away, my author appealed,
To the wisdom that stackers one year prior did steal,
Borne by a bird’s eye on a wintery nite,
What am I, dear dreamer, this fanciful flight? 1,000 sats paid
#365811
Bingo! I am post three-hundred-sixty-five-thousand-eight-hundred-eleven, from a Bird's eye and a 3, multiplied by 7.that's very fun
#822655
Seeing last Sunday's post I don't believe one chance that you complete your bounties 😂