In shadows deep, where light recoils, There dwells a soul amid life's spoils. Diogenes, bearer of his own curse, In cluttered realms, he finds his hearse.

A hoarder's heart, in disarray, Collecting relics day by day. Each trinket tells a tale untold, In dusty corners, secrets unfold.

Infinite storage, yet cluttered all the same, Collecting tokens in the blockchain's name. Each transaction, a digital find, In virtual spaces, the hoarder's mind.

But amidst the chains of blockchain lore, Lies a yearning for something more. Beyond the bytes, beyond the code, A longing for connection, an unseen road.

Different layers, same human nature.