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She Longs To Be Free

She paints a life in soft-spun gold,   A dream where love won’t lose its hold.   She speaks of mornings, hand in hand,   Of simple joys, a life well-planned.   She whispers of a quiet home,   Of love that never needs to roam.   She swears that all she wants is me,   But I can see—she longs to be free.   Her eyes drift past the life she draws,   A longing laced between her pause.   She craves the world beyond our door,   Yet tells herself she wants no more.   No walls can hold a restless heart,   No love can make her torn soul part.   She wants this life—she swears it's true,   But deep inside, she’s passing through.

Nyambeki

In the heart of the land where the sun meets the sky,
Lived a lady named Nyambeki, with courage held high.
In trials and troubles, she stood firm and grit,
Whispering softly, "You can't lose, don't quit."

Through storms that raged and winds that blew,
She stood tall, her spirit anew.
With every setback, she found a way to admit,
That in the journey of life, one must persist.

Though darkness may loom, and doubts may assail,
Nyambeki's resolve never seemed to frail.
With unwavering faith, she'd brightly emit,
The mantra she lived by, "You can't lose, don't quit."

For she knew in her heart, with every dawn's glow,
That as long as she persevered, she'd continue to grow.
Through valleys of hardship, and mountains of wit,
She'd press on, declaring, "You can't lose, don't quit."

So let her story inspire, let her words ignite,
The flame of determination, burning bright.
For in Nyambeki's creed, there's wisdom to admit,
That in the face of adversity, you can't lose if you don't quit.

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