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Full many a gem of purest ray serene
The dark unfathomed caves of ocean bear;
Full many a flower is born to blush unseen,
And waste its sweetness on the desert air.
This is what i was reminded of, as i was walking in the park the other day. The path was strewn with fallen blossoms from various trees. These delicate flowers, had fallen on a park bench. I havent moved them or anything. They are here, just the way i found them.
