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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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Mwangovya

Mwangovya, a name that rings like thunder,
A man of wisdom, a heart that's a wonder.
With eyes that have seen both sunshine and rain,
He speaks a truth, etching it clear like a plane.

"Never underestimate," his voice would boom,
"The strength you hold, dispelling the gloom."
Though burdens may bend, and challenges tower,
A fire resides, with unwavering power.

Like the baobab, that giants the savanna,
Roots deep and strong, weathering the banana.
So too your spirit, a resilience untold,
Weathers the storms, braver than any of old.

Doubt may whisper, like wind in the trees,
But Mwangovya reminds you, find the inner breeze.
The one that lifts you, pushes you higher,
Unearthing the power, setting your soul on fire.

So stand tall, my friend, with head held up high,
Believe in yourself, reach for the sky.
For Mwangovya's words, a truth evergreen,
"Never underestimate how strong you have been."

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