Hand-Dug Well Using Hand Tools?

With hands worn rough and earth pulled wide,
We carve through clay where secrets hide.
Each stroke a promise, deep and slow,
To tap the rivers far below.

The soil yields to grit and sweat,
In darkened depths, our hopes are set.
Until at last, a cool rush found—
A well of life, from buried ground.

Dream your dream, live your dream, enjoy life's journey.

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