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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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Nyambarora

In Nyambarora's heart, a revelation blooms,
A truth discovered, dispelling shadows' gloom.
Faithfulness, a virtue, quietly profound,
In love's fertile soil, roots firmly bound.

Through life's winding paths, he comes to see,
The strength of fidelity, a steadfast decree.
Like a sturdy tree, its branches entwine,
In the dance of love, a rhythm so divine.

Through storms and sunshine, seasons of grace,
Faithfulness becomes his anchor in love's embrace.
No fleeting breeze can sway his devoted soul,
In loyalty's garden, true connections unfold.

With each passing day, a bond takes flight,
Trust and commitment, woven tight.
Nyambarora learns, in love's sacred art,
Faithfulness, a masterpiece, a beating heart.

Through trials faced and moments shared,
He finds fidelity, a treasure rare.
In the tapestry of love, a thread so pure,
Nyambarora discovers, forever endure.

For in faithfulness, love's garden thrives,
A sanctuary where true connection survives.
Through the ebb and flow of life's grand scheme,
Nyambarora learns, love is more than just a dream.

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