Accept me for my candid perceptions; the heart that still palpitated more passionately in my chest than the most tumultuous of thunderstorm,
Accept me for my diminutive stature; the unflinching ability with which I could still face the most threatening of disaster,
Accept me for my incongruously bearded cheeks; the crispness in my voice that still had the power to pacify hordes of; overwhelmingly agitated masses,
Accept me for my flurry of profusely lazy habits; the alacrity with which my mind still functioned after midnight,
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