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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.

How You Holding Up?

In shadows deep where questions creep,
A phrase emerges, soft and sweet.
"How you holding up?" it weaves,
A caring thread, a heart relieves.

In life's grand tapestry, we find,
Moments tough, both heart and mind.
Through trials faced and battles fought,
This query echoes, comfort sought.

A friend in words, a simple plea,
To share the load, set spirits free.
Through highs and lows, together stand,
A helping heart, a guiding hand.

So, when life's storms begin to brew,
And shadows cast their darker hue,
Remember well this phrase, sincere,
"How you holding up?" draws near.

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