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From when I was a child, I wondered, I pondered, I was confused. Life. It bewildered me. I was put on this earth. Why? Do I have some daunting mission ahead of me? Some prophecy to fulfill? What gave my life reason? I'm only a teenager, but from what I've gathered, most people have no idea what their reason is. Many of them haven't even considered it. As of now, Mine is just to live. Be myself. Follow my dreams. Most importantly, make a difference. This doesn't mean save the world, or become president, or invent the next Apple product. It's the small differences that count. The ones that can make a person's day. How can we be satisfied with our own lives, if we have not bettered the lives of others?
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Oct 29, 2012
Oct 29, 2012 at 12:09 AM UTC
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From when I was a child, I wondered, I pondered, I was confused. Life. It bewildered me. I was put on this earth. Why? Do I have some daunting mission ahead of me? Some prophecy to fulfill? What gave my life reason? I'm only a teenager, but from what I've gathered, most people have no idea what their reason is. Many of them haven't even considered it. As of now, Mine is just to live. Be myself. Follow my dreams. Most importantly, make a difference. This doesn't mean save the world, or become president, or invent the next Apple product. It's the small differences that count. The ones that can make a person's day. How can we be satisfied with our own lives, if we have not bettered the lives of others?
What is your reason?
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Oct 29, 2012
Oct 29, 2012 at 12:09 AM UTC
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