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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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Njahira

In the realm of shadows, Njahira stands,
A lady of grace, with delicate hands.
Her spirit like a river, flowing free,
In the dance of life, a symphony.

Beneath the moon's tender, silver glow,
Njahira's essence begins to show.
Her laughter echoes through the night,
A melody that takes flight.

But in her eyes, a tale untold,
A story of a heart, both young and old.
For love cannot be chained or coerced,
Do not believe in a heart that is forced.

In the garden of dreams, she finds her way,
A soul that blooms in the light of day.
Njahira, a name whispered with care,
In the tapestry of life, a thread rare.

So let her heart beat to its own song,
A rhythm that's true, where she belongs.
For in authenticity, love is endorsed,
Do not believe in a heart that is forced.

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