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Seashells

by @Shannon-Perry

No two seashells are the same; but then, to be invariable would be a shame. To be unique is a gift you see, to be you is the best way to be. All seashells are grouped together in the sea and onshore, their differences are irrelevant - their worth is the same at the core. Some are able to float away from distress, while others merely sink under the pressure I must confess. Some are captivating and beautiful beyond compare, while some are unpropitious with signs of wear and tear. Yet despite their differences each one has an admirer, and whether whole or broken each one is a survivor. No two seashells are the same, it's true - nor are two humans invariable - let this message get through. To be unique is a gift you see, to be you is the best way to be.
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Shannon-Perry
29 / F
Published
Dec 1, 2015
Time
1m
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#metaphor#broken#depression#life#beauty#people#unique#everyone#seashells
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