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6d
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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Christopher Westra
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Christopher Westra  57/M/Utah
(57/M/Utah)   
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