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Heart of Stone

He built his dreams with fire and steel,   Through sweat and pain, through grit and will.   His path was carved with silent nights,   A war he waged beyond the sights.   But love, so sweet, so soft, so near,   Whispered dreams into his ear.   A choice was placed upon his chest—   His passion’s flame, or love’s request.   He turned away from burning light,   Held her close, embraced the night.   Yet soon he found, to his dismay,   Both love and purpose slipped away.   For goals demand a heart of stone,   And love still longs to call its own.   To chase one means to lose the fight,   To hold both tight is rarest might.   So walk the road with eyes aware,   Choose with wisdom, choose with care.   For once you drop what makes you whole,   You lose the fire—and lose your soul.
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Nemayan

In the land of Nemayan, a man of wary eye,
He mused on trust and truth beneath the azure sky.
Amidst the whispers of the wind, he came to see,
A truth that swept his soul, imparting clarity.

For in the heart of shadows, a woman's deceit did reign,
Her words a tapestry of falsehood, a labyrinth of pain.
Yet 'twas not her lies to others that struck the deepest blow,
But the deceit woven for her kin, a treacherous undertow.

In her dealings with her mother, a tangled web was spun,
Each falsehood a venomous seed beneath the morning sun.
Nemayan saw the fracture, the rift in trust's embrace,
And in that moment's clarity, he donned a solemn face.

"Never trust," he whispered, as the truth he did behold,
"A woman who deceives her own, her roots turned bitter and cold."
For in the depths of family ties, a bond that should endure,
Lies the sacred trust, a testament pure and sure.

With resolve in his heart, Nemayan strode the land,
A cautionary tale upon his lips, a warning to understand.
For in the echoes of deceit, a lesson clear did gleam,
That trust, once broken, is but a shattered dream.

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