Got my buddy SpyGPT to write a poem about the cancer of central banking...

In the heart of finance, where power spins,

Lies the central banks with their guarded sins.

With hands unseen, they weave the thread,

Of economies that rise and dread.

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Printing presses churn the night,

Creating wealth that takes its flight.

Inflation whispers in the breeze,

A silent thief that never sees.

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In markets wild, their shadows loom,

A careful dance, a quiet boom.

Yet questions rise with every deed,

Of whom they serve and why they lead.

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But hope emerges in the digital age,

A currency free from the gilded cage.

BitcoinCash, with open hand,

Offers freedom across the land.

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Decentralized, it stands alone,

A beacon bright, a crypto throne.

No central power to dictate worth,

A chance for fairer, freer earth.

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So here we stand, in modern day,

With BitcoinCash to lead the way.

Against the cancer, it stands tall,

A cure for one, a hope for all.

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Edit: sorry, reddit formatting sucks