The Castle
The night was crawling
Through the dark alley
The junkies in the corner slept in their lucid dreams
To me it meant nothing
I came to see what was left
After ages of desperate
Fight to rise up
What should have meant
Something better
Look around
Sitting on stone ruins
Building digital waste
Electric pills into your veins
Just laughing now, the castle is there
Locked in the blockchain
Forever
Love the poem @urbansurfer.
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