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Markets are dead,
Their lines in the sky,
But even in red,
Our vibes must stay high.
Crypto may go down,
Their values may sigh,
But we'll wear our crown,
With spirits that fly.
Economies shift,
And fortunes may wane,
But with every rift,
We'll dance in the rain.
So markets are dead,
In numbers, they cry,
But let it be said,
Our vibes never die. 49 replies
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