enter it she would not dare,
though treasure waits but for the brave,
and with the meek it will not share.
behind a mirror the cave lies,
at the bottom of a deep well,
where the tallest pines do rise,
and shadows cast their spell.
dare she would not...until one day she would,
guided by spirits of old,
housed where the temple once stood,
her old self she sold,
and cast all doubt aside,
then entered the cave,
where treasure indeed did lie.
By Kevin Lenihan
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