When i was young and free and my imagination had no limits, I dreamed of changing the world. As i grew older and wiser, I discovered the world would not change. So i shortened my sights somewhat and decided to change my country. But it, too, seemed immovable. As i grew into my twilight years, in one last desprate attempt, I settled for changing only my family, those closer to me, but alas, they would have none of it. And now as i lie on my deathbed, I suddenly realize; iF i had only changed myself first, then by example I would have changed my family. From their inspiration and encouragement, I would then have been able to better my country and, who knows, I may have even changed the world.
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