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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.

Njoki

Njoki leans in, a knowing glint in her eye,
Whispers a secret, no need to deny.
Twenty minutes, she says with a grin,
Is all it takes to let your brilliance begin.

Don't scoff, my friend, at the power of poise,
A touch of care can banish all noise.
A well-placed scarf, a confident stride,
The world will see the genius you hide.

Let not messy hair or rumpled attire,
Dim the sharp wit that sets your mind on fire.
Twenty minutes, Njoki insists with glee,
Can unleash the genius the world longs to see!

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