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It was a cold December evening, when Jack decided to go on a walk in the forest. He took a notice of every slightest thing, that was standing out to him. It was getting kind of boring, coming aross the same things, as time went by. There was snow and trees everywhere. Jack was ready to come back, disappointed, until he spotted something. As he was lazily brushing his hand against the snow on the cold forest ground, his palm met with something unusually soft. Jack was observing it for a few seconds, then he pulled it out from the ground, and curiously touched it again. It was a flower. A single flower, growing in a forest during winter. Jack chuckled at this bizarre sight and brought the flower to his cabin.
Even something as casual as a flower can stand out from everything else around, just like Jack.
Everything has its own beauty.

Description
It was a cold December evening, when Jack decided to go on a walk in the forest. He took a notice of every slightest thing, that was standing out to him. It was getting kind of boring, coming aross the same things, as time went by. There was snow and trees everywhere. Jack was ready to come back, disappointed, until he spotted something. As he was lazily brushing his hand against the snow on the cold forest ground, his palm met with something unusually soft. Jack was observing it for a few seconds, then he pulled it out from the ground, and curiously touched it again. It was a flower. A single flower, growing in a forest during winter. Jack chuckled at this bizarre sight and brought the flower to his cabin.
Even something as casual as a flower can stand out from everything else around, just like Jack.
Everything has its own beauty.