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Beneath the waves of ocean blue,

The precious pearls are lost from view;

Within the darkness of the mine,

The gold and uncut diamonds shine;

From human sight beneath the sky,

The little seeds in waiting lie.

Within the mind, like pearls of white,

Some hidden thoughts await the light;

Which, brightly polished, shall outshine

The varied treasures of the mine;

And like the seeds that wake to flowers,

Shall bless and brighten all life’s hours.