Since I met you
I haven't stopped chasing you,
like the child who runs after the fireflies
in search of light as one who pursues faith.

Today I don't fear for your fall.
A scraped knee is the scar
of own experience,
of the will to get up.

Tonight, I sing to the moon
and I repeat these words,
like the puppy that cries to mom
lying on the side of his urn.

Do you want more from me?
I give you everything for 18 hours a day:
lunch with you while I read other Steemians,
I think about what to write to you while I drive,
and even, I invest my dreams in your growth.

I continue adding my efforts Steemit,
to drive on the road
that we will travel together,
while the Korean inquisitors persecute us.

A penny less, it's just a late dollar,
that's why I don't give up without fighting.
For you I don't let my fingers rest,
I'm not going to sleep before I caress.

Tomorrow when I wake up I will come to see you
and you will welcome me, as always,
like that first day when I didn't understand anything,
like tonight when I say goodbye.

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I had these words stuck in my heart, and today more than ever I needed to share them.

Remember: If the path is difficult, the retribution will be greater

As I always say

SteemOn!