the secret lake is hidden
I search for it by day
I wander in the hills
but never find the way
many will proclaim
the lake is just a dream
I know that they are wrong
it feeds a mythic stream
I plan to find it someday
there I'll build my home
there I'll plant my flowers
no more the hills to roam
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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