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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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Mwiti

In the realm of time, Mwiti stood,
A man with dreams, misunderstood.
His gaze, a journey, sought the morrow,
Yet within, a shadow of a past to borrow.

No vision held within his eyes,
A future obscured, like distant skies.
Through life's tapestry, he wandered free,
But bound to echoes of what used to be.

In moments quiet, Mwiti pondered,
The truth unfolded, a revelation yonder.
A man without a future to clasp,
Will find his solace in the past's firm grasp.

For every step towards the unknown,
Requires a vision, a purpose sown.
Mwiti learned, in introspection vast,
The present's shaped by the future cast.

So, let him weave his dreams anew,
Break free from shadows that once he knew.
With sight unfazed by what's behind,
Mwiti strides into the future to find.

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