In all the world there is nobody, nobody like you. Since the beginning of time there has never been another person like you. Nobody has your smile, your eyes, your hands, your hair. Nobody owns your handwriting, your voice. You’re Special.
Nobody can paint your brush strokes like you. Nobody has your taste for food or music or dance or art. Nobody in the universe sees things as you do. In all the time there has never been anyone who laughs in exactly your way, and what makes you laugh or cry may have a totally different response in another. So you’re special.
You’re different from any other person who has ever lived in the history of the universe. You are the only one in the whole creation who has your particular set of abilities. There is always someone who is better at one thing or another. Every person is your superior in at least one way. Nobody in the universe can reach the quality of the combination of your talents, your feelings; like a roomful of musical instruments, some might excel in one way or another but nobody can match the symphonic sound when all are played together. Your symphony. Through all eternity no one will ever walk, talk, think or do exactly like you. You’re Special.
You’re rare and in all rarity there is enormous value and because of your great value and the need for you to imitate anyone else is absolutely wrong. You’re special and it is no accident you are. You have been made for a special purpose – a job that no one else can do as well as you. Out of billions of applications, only one is qualified. Only one has the unique and right combination of what it takes and that one is you.
You’re Special
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