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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.

Masenyo

In the quiet of his soul, Masenyo dwells,
Listening closely to the stories it tells.
A voice within, strong and clear,
Echoing wisdom for him to hear.

"Don't sell yourself short!" it cries,
As Masenyo looks up to the skies.
For too long, he doubted his worth,
But now, he's ready to unearth.

With courage in his heart, he stands tall,
Embracing the voice, heeding its call.
No more doubting his strength or skill,
For Masenyo knows he has the will.

To reach for the stars, to chase his dreams,
No obstacle too great, no raging streams.
With every step, he'll soar and rise,
Guided by the voice within, wise.

So listen, Masenyo, to that inner roar,
Let it guide you to your open door.
For in its words, lies the key,
To unlock the greatness within thee.

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