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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.

Awiti

In a land where shadows loom,  
There dwells a lady, Awiti, in her room.  
Her spirit bright, her laughter clear,  
Though she's faced trials, she holds no fear.  

With eyes that sparkle, full of grace,  
She weaves her tale in a sacred space.  
For Awiti knows of pain and woe,  
Yet insists on finding the seeds to sow.  

"Make something from the broken shards,"  
She whispers softly, never marred.  
"Let sorrow be your guiding light,  
To forge a path through darkest night."  

Though storms may rage, and tears may fall,  
Awiti stands, resilient through it all.  
For in her heart, a fire burns bright,  
Turning darkness into radiant light.  

So let her wisdom guide your way,  
As you navigate through night and day.  
For Awiti's spirit, bold and true,  
Reminds us all, we'll make it through.

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