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In the strange world of cryptocurrencies,
Where digital gold ignites thoughts,
Abra the kangaroo advanced with faith,
While Andrea, the sloth, only thought of herself and her law.

"I want the money, I want the power,
No matter the means, I want to have it all.
Why linger on such trivial values,
When glory reaches out to me, brilliant and easy?"

Abra, observing, gently shook her head,
"Andrea, your path is nothing but a storm.
Money without meaning, power without kindness,
Lead only to an emptiness that nothing can fill."

But Andrea, blinded, forged her plans,
Soul-less posts, flashy projects.
"I will dominate this world, I will be their queen,
Kindness is useless, it holds me back."

As Andrea launched herself, ready to conquer,
Her fragile empire began to waver.
Lies unraveled, betrayals erupted,
And around her, everything collapsed, bitter dust.

It was then that Abra, with calm and gentleness,
Extended her paw, with a smile full of warmth.
"Andrea, it’s never too late to change,
Let go of fear, learn to give."

Andrea, stunned, finally lowered her eyes,
Seeing her mistakes, she felt ashamed.
"Money and power have left me empty and alone,
I want to understand, Abra, how to find true ground."

Abra replied, with wisdom and clarity:
"It’s not what you take, but what you create.
It’s not what you own, but what you give,
That makes you someone the world forgives."

Then Andrea learned, little by little,
To build with heart, to act without disdain.
And in this world where everything seemed competition,
She found peace in collaboration.

The moral? It’s neither money, nor glory, nor power,
That gives meaning to our stories.
It’s kindness, the outstretched hand,
That transforms hearts and enlightens views.

Moral of the story:

AI writes, people copy,
the new ones believe,
and foolishness prospers.
Perfect circle.