What Am I?

Ashes to Ashes, dust to dust,
I rest in the ground ugly.
The years have passed and the stress is intense,
The pressure is too much, and i cannot take the heat.
But i grow and mature and in the end,
I am radiant and externally brilliant.
What am I?

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