He went by Nakamoto
But no one knew his game
They thought it was for money,
or possibly the fame

They called him Nakamoto 
but no one guessed his play
He humbly mined as the world slept
They knew not, all had changed

His name was Nakamoto
Breaking the tyrant’s yoke
He mined the overlords to dust
Until the world awoke…


Artwork courtesy of @RABBINSTEIN https://image.nostr.build/2ad4c7526e9890947713ac0a16ba0dd4613641604e2fc86aba3fc0bb7b65e183.png  

 Hi, Fren...

Your original, non-AI poetry?🤔

Sorry I have to ask these days...😳 

 I understand! Yes, my original, no AI :) 

 Great work, Thanks!🙏🏻😆🫂💜💖💯👍 

 Thanks! ☺️ 

 had the inspiration this morning :) 

 I love it when the muse strikes!😄🫂😆 

 👇Great original work.👇
#poetry #poetstr #poem
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 HYPED 

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