Wandering into depths of nature, noticing precious delights
growing in hidden corners of life, holding onto their small
spaces while still alive and blossoming.
People walking by constantly, most never even noticing what's
right there for them to see, Mother Nature's beautiful and
wonderful treasures being kept safe, because many humans never
see what's right before them.
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