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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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A Subtle Pain

The weary weight of habit's chain,
A comfort worn, a subtle pain.
We cling to what we know, it's true,
But growth resides in morning dew.

The snooze that steals the bright sunrise,
The empty carbs that dim the eyes.
The scroll that feeds a mind astray,
These whispers tempt us to delay.

We dream of fields bathed in the sun,
Yet stay in bed, the race outrun.
A voice within, it softly pleads,
To break the mold, to sow the seeds.

For change, though hard, a promise brings,
Of vibrant life on liberated wings.
So let us rise, with gentle hand,
And break the chains of this tired land.

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