Satoshi's Whisper

In lines of code, a secret spun,

A quiet change, a rising sun.

No face, no name, just shadows flow,

Yet through the world, your vision grows.

A seed was sown in cyberspace,

A currency, no central place.

You vanished then, without a trace,

But left the world a brand-new pace.

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