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…

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Hi, Fren...

Your original, non-AI poetry?🤔

Sorry I have to ask these days...😳


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


Great work, Thanks!🙏🏻😆🫂💜💖💯👍


had the inspiration this morning :)


Thanks! ☺


👇Great original work.👇
#poetry #poetstr #poem
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I love it when the muse strikes!😄🫂😆


HYPED


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Onward 🫡

Onward 🫡


Great post 👍

Great post 👍


The halving is near.

The halving is near.