Never forget who you are, for surely the world will not. Make it your strength. Then it can never be your weakness. Armor yourself in it, and it will never be used to hurt you.
Hi Rosey!
Will you look at one of the three (they're all poems)
Thanks a lot!! (By the way go ahead and tear them to threads! I really wanna make these good!)
These were autumn mornings, the time of year when kings of old went forth to conquest; and I, never stirring from my little corner in Calcutta, would let my mind wander over the whole world. — Rabindranath Tagore, The Cabuliwallah