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Just opened the favorites, and the screen is full of zeroed coins, familiar yet strange.
It took me a minute to scroll to the bottom, I even forgot when I bought it.
Those candlesticks and dreams of getting rich, now only cold numbers remain, silent as before.
The market does not remember my expectations, nor does it remember my losses, like a train that never stops.
And I, holding an expired ticket, still stared at the screen.
At this moment, my mood is calm yet filled with anticipation, anticipating the next coin to make me rich!
View OriginalIt took me a minute to scroll to the bottom, I even forgot when I bought it.
Those candlesticks and dreams of getting rich, now only cold numbers remain, silent as before.
The market does not remember my expectations, nor does it remember my losses, like a train that never stops.
And I, holding an expired ticket, still stared at the screen.
At this moment, my mood is calm yet filled with anticipation, anticipating the next coin to make me rich!