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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.

Did You Play Kim Like You Play Him?

In shadows cast by whispered words,
Naikeve, a secret tale unheard.
Dorothy, the friend who dared to pry,
Asked, "Wechuli like Kim, oh, my?"

A dance of deceit in moonlit guise,
Naikeve's heart wears a web of lies.
Wechuli, unaware, in love's embrace,
While Kim's clandestine whispers trace.

Betrayal weaves its tangled thread,
As Naikeve treads where secrets tread.
Dorothy, a confidante in the dark,
Unveils the truth, a tempest's spark.

In the masquerade of love's charade,
Naikeve's secrets begin to fade.
The dance of shadows takes its toll,
A tale of passion, a story to console.

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