When you picked up all the shattered pieces and despite distorted state you were able to wear that shabby head high.
When there was that bitter taste of regret in the inside of your lips and yet you have contrived how to put that smile back on your chapped lips.
When all those people who tagged themselves as friends turned their backs on you because you were a misfit in their so called society.
When you walked alone on the other side and the throng of regular people tracked the opposite.
When you sang songs noone heard because they danced to their own loud music.
When your normal days were full of peculiarity to some who chased fame and money.
When you spoke silently yet they heard only noise.
When all seemed perfectly tilting but some held onto the invisible diagonal lines and hang on tightly expecting a free fall anytime.
Yes, you are unique.
You don't fit in.
Because they preferred to journey in multitude while you chose solitude even if it meant you are on your own bootstraps.
There is a great power in being alone.
You will feel the utmost affection for yourself and being sentient that the whole universe is within you.
And yes, yes, yes! There's a promise of abundance and greatness.
And always believe, you are a work in progress even if you are looking at a mere stained glass.
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