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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.

Lend a Hand

Serve with heart, a selfless art,
A seed sown deep, a noble part.
In every act of kindness shown,
A treasure trove begins to grow.

For wealth is not in gold or land,
But in the touch of human hand.
In lifting spirits, mending hearts,
A fortune blooms, where joy imparts.

Like ripples spreading wide and far,
Your deeds of service, a shining star.
Return a hundredfold, they say,
A magnetic pull, a prosperous way.

So lend a hand, with open heart,
In every role, in every part.
For service is the golden key,
Unlocking doors to prosperity. 

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