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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.

Nduta

In the heart of Nduta's days, a tale unfolds,
A lady named Nduta, in life's script, she strolled.
In mundane routines and patterns confined,
A whisper of change, a shift in her mind.

Through the haze of routine, a spark did gleam,
Nduta discovered, life's not just a dream.
A shift in perspective, a magical key,
Unlocking miracles, boundless and free.

From the ordinary, she took a new glance,
Danced with possibilities, life's joyful dance.
Miracles blossomed where once shadows lay,
Nduta realized, in change, a bright new day.

The world transformed, a canvas reborn,
A symphony of miracles, in every morn.
With open eyes and heart unfurled,
Nduta embraced a magical world.

So let it be known, in life's grand design,
Miracles unfold when perspectives align.
Nduta learned, with a heart aglow,
Change your view, and let miracles flow.

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