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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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Time Is Precious

His gaze upon the distant dawn,
A tapestry of worries sewn.
Of futures planned, of paths unseen,
A fretful heart, a troubled mien.

He built his castles in the sand,
Of triumphs earned, a helping hand.
But tides of fate, they shift and churn,
His tomorrows, yet unborn.

The setting sun, a fiery eye,
Cast long shadows as day did die.
A sudden hush, a breath held tight,
The darkness claimed him in the night.

No rising sun to greet his face,
No grand design, no destined place.
A whispered truth, a lesson stark,
Life's fleeting flame may leave its mark,

But not in futures yet to be,
The present holds the key, you see.
So let your heart find solace there,
For time is precious, a gift to share.

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