The Crypto Junkie’s Awakening

In days of old, with eyes cast wide,

He chased the winds where fortunes hide.

Through shadowed lands of coins untold,

He sought the rush, the fleeting gold.

Long did he wander, lost in the fray,

As Bitcoin rose and passed away.

“Just a trinket,” he thought in his pride,

While the years and the gains swiftly slipped by his side.

In the realm of tokens, he placed his trust,

On altcoins that shimmered with glittering dust.

But deep in the dark, a whisper was heard,

Of satoshis unbroken, of wealth undeterred.

Then came the hour, the turning of fate,

A vision of power, too clear and too great.

The noise of the market, the falsehoods of trend,

Fell silent and still, as he reached journey’s end.

“One coin to rule them, one truth to see,

Stack the sats, and forever be free.”

No longer a slave to the pump and the fall,

He turned to the one that outlasts them all.

With every satoshi, a kingdom he’d claim,

In the halls of Bitcoin, he’d carve out his name.

No more fleeting treasure, no more endless fight—

The crypto junkie had stepped into the light.

For in every crash, and in every storm,

He now walks a path that keeps him warm.

The long road of Bitcoin, the journey so far,

A crypto king, with a satoshi star.

*** The End ***

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