The Real Treasure
At the top of the mountain, is a beautiful fountain
You can see beauty for miles, brings forth actual smiles
As far as the eye can see, many a mountain and tree
The water so clear and cold, turns the young from old
So the legend has been told, somewhere there is a city of gold
With so much treasure, impossible to measure
An unfindable find, with pursuit you could lose your mind
Or could it be found, rewards abound
The real treasure is inside you, that my friend is the first clue
You must look deep within, that's how you begin
Try to see how others see, move towards how you really want to be
It's not easy at all, but you have the ball
Go ahead wait till tomorrow, bet on sorrow
That's not a guarantee, but wait and see
Don't believe me, your thoughts are free
Just trying to lend a hand, nowhere near a demand
Well I guess I'm done, have fun
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