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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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Gaicugi

In the quiet dusk of Gaicugi's gaze,
A reflection danced in the twilight haze.
Longest days stretched, a canvas vast,
Yet whispers of fleeting moments cast.

Through meadows green, she strolled alone,
Time's secrets whispered, an ancient tone.
A lady draped in moments, rich and deep,
In the tapestry of life, she took a peep.

Gaicugi pondered under the twilight's art,
How swiftly moments from the soul depart.
On the longest days, a truth unfurled,
Life's brevity, in every fleeting swirl.

Sunsets painted in hues of gold,
Reminded her of stories yet untold.
In the embrace of nature's grand ballet,
She sensed the brevity of life's short stay.

The ticking clock, a soft reminder,
On our longest days, moments grow kinder.
Gaicugi sighed, a bittersweet surrender,
To the transient beauty of life's slender.

Through the corridors of time, she weaved,
A realization, gently perceived.
For even on the longest days that play,
Life whispers: "Cherish each moment's sway."

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