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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.

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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