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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.
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Gachanja

In the quiet moments of twilight's embrace,
Gachanja ponders with a solemn grace,
That all he holds dear will one day depart,
Yet in love's vast realm, resides a heart.

For everything cherished, may fade away,
Like whispers lost to the dying day,
But love, oh love, in its infinite sway,
Returns anew in a different array.

Through the cycle of seasons, life's ebb and flow,
Gachanja learns, letting love's essence grow,
In the laughter of children, in nature's dance,
Love resurrects, giving life a second chance.

Though tears may fall, and sorrows may creep,
In love's tender touch, he finds solace deep,
For every goodbye, a hello awaits,
In the tapestry of love, no bond abates.

So Gachanja watches with knowing eyes,
As love's eternal truth begins to arise,
For though all he loves may someday be lost,
In love's enduring essence, he finds his most.

And so he lives, with a heart unfurled,
Knowing that love, in all its grandeur, unfurls,
For everything you love may one day depart,
Yet in the end, love returns, a work of art.

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