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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.

Ochoki

In the shadows of life, Ochoki stands tall,
Observing the world, both big and small.
In his gaze, a wisdom, deep and true,
He ponders a virtue, rare and few.

Consistency, he muses, a gem so fine,
Yet elusive, like stars that refuse to align.
In the ebb and flow of human endeavor,
It's consistency that makes souls truly clever.

Through trials and triumphs, day by day,
Consistency guides, showing the way.
Like a steady beacon in a tempest sea,
It anchors the spirit, wild and free.

But alas, in the tumult of human strife,
Consistency often fades, like a waning life.
Ochoki watches, with a heavy heart,
As people falter, torn apart.

Yet in his own journey, he strives to find,
The rarest of qualities, a steadfast mind.
For in consistency lies the key,
To unlock the door to destiny.

So let us heed Ochoki's sage advice,
And embrace consistency, as our device.
For in its embrace, we'll surely see,
The power to shape our destiny.

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