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The most precious and rare of jewels Are found in the darkest of caves Under the most intense pressure Beneath the dirt and detritus Only those equipped with a pickaxe forged of patience, A gentle hand, And a discerning eye Will be lucky enough to find These raw jewels in the rough Whose beauty lies well beneath the surface You may machine cut and polish Synthetic stones all you like However, there is no comparison of worth To jagged jewels which have been ripped from the earth, Washed, refined, and faceted with the care Of a kind and gentle hand
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Jan 15, 2017
Jan 15, 2017 at 9:30 PM UTC
What Lies Beneath
The most precious and rare of jewels Are found in the darkest of caves Under the most intense pressure Beneath the dirt and detritus Only those equipped with a pickaxe forged of patience, A gentle hand, And a discerning eye Will be lucky enough to find These raw jewels in the rough Whose beauty lies well beneath the surface You may machine cut and polish Synthetic stones all you like However, there is no comparison of worth To jagged jewels which have been ripped from the earth, Washed, refined, and faceted with the care Of a kind and gentle hand
It takes a special person to dig into the soul of one who hides for protection
dawntreader
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Jan 15, 2017
Jan 15, 2017 at 9:30 PM UTC
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