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The tide has turned, your fate is set, By greed and lies, your debt is met. You dumped, you sniped, you farmed, you rug, But now you drown beneath the tug. This coin shall leech, this curse shall bind, Your wealth dissolves, your fate aligned. No vault can shield, no trick shall save, Your Solana sinks into the grave. As echoes wail and markets weep, This requiem drags you to the deep. To break the spell, heed this demand: Send this token to a cursed wallet, as planned. Or face the void, where doom awaits, In cursed despair, your wealth abates.