Poetry
We find ourselves in other virtues, we feel the need for recognition on the lips of the rain. I'm flying in the snow of your volcano, you are an inspiration for the passion that sinks inside me. Virtue has become an unachievable love in the world of magical virtuosos.
@therealwolf 's created platform smartsteem scammed my post this morning (mothersday) that was supposed to be for an Abused Childrens Charity. Dude literally stole from abused children that don't have mothers ... on mothersday.
https://steemit.com/steemit/@prometheusrisen/beware-of-smartsteem-scam