Let me
Put on sackcloth
And smire my face
With ashes
Let me admit
My failure
To think
And to act
As I should
Let me repent
And be ashamed
Of what I have done
Or left undone
Before I demand
That others
Do the same
Let the world
Change for the better
Beginning with me.
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