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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.

Angira

In the bustling rush of life's embrace,
Angira stands with poise and grace,
Her wisdom whispers soft and wise,
In the realm where time defies.

"Time's dance," she says, "is not confined
To ticking clocks or schedules lined.
It's in the bonds we deeply share,
In every moment, everywhere."

With gentle gaze and knowing smile,
She weaves a tale that spans each mile,
For in her eyes, the truth unfurls,
That time's true essence lies in pearls.

"Not in the hours, nor in the days,
But in the love that lights our ways.
It's in the laughter, in the tears,
In every joy, in every fear."

Her words a melody, sweet and clear,
Echoing through hearts far and near,
For in her wisdom, we find solace,
In the rhythm of life's endless promise.

So heed her words, oh seeker of truth,
For in her wisdom, lies eternal youth,
Time management, she gently insists,
Is about relationships, not mere lists.

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