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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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Ngatia

With diligence and care, Ngatia tends,
To every aspect, his focus extends.
From the grand design to the tiniest part,
Ngatia's touch ensures no flaw to impart.

For he knows in the fabric of management's art,
Lies the strength to set any venture apart.
In the tapestry of detail, success finds its place,
Ngatia's belief, a guiding grace.

Ngatia's realm echoes with a resounding truth,
Success blooms from details, a lasting youth.
With each endeavor, his steadfast decree,
Management's essence, the key to be free.

Through tasks, both grand and small in size,
Ngatia's doctrine, a beacon that flies.
For within the intricate tapestry, so grand,
Lies the path to victory, hand in hand.

So heed his wisdom, with hearts open wide,
For Ngatia's truth is a steady guide.
In the symphony of management's art,
Detail leads the chorus, setting things apart.


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