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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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Naisiae

In a realm where echoes of passion reside,
There lived a lady, Naisiae, full of grace.
A discovery unfolded, a truth to confide,
"You'll never walk alone," a footballing embrace.

Yet Naisiae, with spirit serene and divine,
Prefers to walk with Christ, a path so benign.
Through fields of faith, her journey unfolds,
In the warmth of grace, her story molds.

Liverpool's anthem may ring through the air,
But Naisiae finds solace in a different prayer.
With Christ as her guide, she strides along,
A melody of devotion, a hymn so strong.

In stadiums of life, where cheers may resound,
Naisiae's heart in sacred echoes is found.
For in faith's embrace, she'll never be alone,
A cherished companion, on paths yet unknown.

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