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YOU ARE UNIQUE!


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  Dr Seuss said, “Today you are you! That is truer than true! There is no one alive who is you-er than you!”

        You are also born with a cosmic purpose ….   No less than the Film Stars & Sports Stars, CEOs, Presidents , Scientists and others.

        You too have your rightful, unshakable place in the UNIVERSE….Just and exactly as you are, even though maybe with... Warts, pimples and the like-- and whether tall or short, dark or fair, slim or obese…


        Whether it be your face, your iris, your retina, your fingerprints or the lines on your palms, ‘YOU ARE UNIQUE!’

        Like people who have known you, a computer can distinguish you in seconds- from millions of other individuals and recognize you as ….YOU! AND ONLY YOU!



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