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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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Kiema

In the quiet of his moments, Kiema stood,
A man with dreams, misunderstood.
Through trials and stumbles, he found the key,
Every failure a lesson, a chance to be free.

In the shadows of setbacks, wisdom unfurled,
Each stumble, a map to navigate the world.
With courage he faced the stormy weather,
Realizing failures were threads that wove together.

Through the tapestry of life, he traced the seams,
Discovering the beauty in shattered dreams.
For in every downfall, a seed of insight,
Kiema embraced the dark, welcomed the light.

He danced with setbacks, made them his muse,
In the symphony of failures, he found the clues.
With each missed step, a new path emerged,
Kiema learned, adapted, his spirit surged.

No longer chained by the fear of the fall,
He embraced failure, stood proud and tall.
For in the echo of mistakes, a melody played,
Kiema's symphony of learning, where wisdom stayed.

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