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Learn to Starve Yourself

Before their hands withhold the plate, Before you're taught that hunger's fate, Learn to dine on less than full, To tame the beast, to break the pull. When crumbs are kings and silence feasts, You’ll find your strength among the least. A man who’s fasted tastes the air, Yet walks with calm through lean despair. Let discipline become your bread, And self-control the path you tread. For those who feast at others' cost Will leave you starving, cold, and lost. So train your gut to not depend On every gift that others send. Choose now the hunger you embrace— Or else be emptied in disgrace. Freedom wears a lighter frame, It does not beg, it plays no game. To starve by will is not to lose— It is the fiercest strength you choose.

Kanana

Kanana, with a heart of gentle grace,
Learned a lesson etched upon her face.
Success, she found, wasn't a fleeting prize,
But built on pillars strong, that truth implies.

Integrity, the cornerstone they say,
A foundation firm, where dreams can truly stay.
Not fleeting fame, nor fortune's fickle hand,
But acts of kindness, in a world of shifting sand.

A smile for one who stumbles on their way,
A listening ear, to chase the blues away.
Fairness that binds, a thread both strong and true,
These little things, leave legacies anew.

Respect, a crown for all who wear it well,
Uplifts the spirit, breaks misfortune's spell.
When others thrive, a joy within takes root,
Fulfillment blooms, a sweet and precious fruit.

Courage then, to lead with open hand,
Compassion's light, a beacon in the land.
Authenticity, a voice that rings so clear,
Kanana's path, for all the world to cheer.

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