Awesome, eloquent

$ETH The bull market has returned.

But I can never recover my positions.

Watching the candlesticks soar one after another, like a ladder to heaven, my fellow Taoists rejoiced, as if ascending to heaven.
And I, on the other hand, could only lie sprawled on my bed, my eyes hollow, my palms cold.

My former positions, like the magic weapon I had entrusted to me, were shattered by thunder and fire, reduced to dust, never to return to their original form.

I wanted to reach out and grasp them, but the screen only held a crimson laugh, as if mocking my insignificance.

Time seemed to have stopped.
My fellow Taoists were riding the waves of the bull market,
while I was trapped in the abyss, the more I struggled, the more I suffocated.

The bull market return was their feast,
and I—could only lick my wounds after the blowout, listening to my heartbeats become hollow.

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But that's the contract.
Some people transcend the tribulation and ascend,
while others are reduced to ashes.

Fellow Daoists, leave me alone and open more ETH for me.
Just think of it as completing this unfinished journey for me.