Centralized coffers, a tempting sight, Gold, fiat, digits, held with great might. A stroke of a pen, a server’s command, And fortunes are seized, across the land. The state’s hungry hand, or a thief’s intent, And our wealth is now gone, to our lament. Therefore We need a refuge, a secure & digital keep, Where our private keys allow us to sleep. A bearer asset, secured by code & math, An immutable ledger, and a secure path. No single point fails, no central control, Bitcoin is a fortress, to keep you whole.
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