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Crypto Currency Is Just An Illusion

THE BANKSTERS LAUGHED WHEN THEY HEARD THE PLAN. THIS PLAYED RIGHT IN TO THEIR HANDS. DOES CRYPTOCURRENCY EVEN EXIST? IS THIS SOMETHING I CAN GRIP IN MY FIST? A CASHLESS SOCIETY, A MAGNIFICENT PLAN. STEAL YOUR EARNINGS BECAUSE THEY CAN. DON'T BUY SILVER DON'T BUY GOLD. IT'S NOT MONEY THE SHEEPLE WERE TOLD. THE SHEEPLE RUSHED IN TO BE THE FIRST IN LINE. I THOUGHT TO MYSELF. THEY DONE LOST THEIR MINDS. PAY WITH YOUR PHONE. PAY ONLINE. WITH CRYPTO CASH YOUR BOUND TO SAVE TIME. BOUND WAS THE WORD. THEY WERE BOUND FOR SURE. PLAYED LIKE SUCKERS WHO SWALLOWED THE LURE. THE SHEEPLE WERE HOOKED, THEY HAD NO CHOICE. THE BANKSTERS PLAN, HAD A GOVERNMENTS VOICE. THEN ONE DAY, IT WAS GONE OVER NITE. DON'T EVEN CRY FOUL, YOU DON'T HAVE THE RIGHT. IT WAS ALL ELECTRONIC. WITH NO PAPER TRAIL. THE SHEEPLE WERE FORCED INTO PAYING THE BAIL. WITH A FLIP OF THE SWITCH, THE CRYPTO WAS GONE. JUST LIKE THE BANKSTERS PLANNED ALL ALONG. TO THE BANKSTERS MY FRIENDS, WE ARE DEBT SLAVES YET, IT DOESN'T HAVE TO BE THAT WAY. SILVER BARS YOU CAN GRIP WITH YOUR FIST. SHOW THE BANKSTERS AND WATCH THEM GET PISSED. SILVER EAGLES ARE LEGAL TENDER. FORCE THE BANKSTERS TO TAKE NOTE AND SURRENDER. 05202017

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