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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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Power To Thrive

A speck, a promise, in darkness held,
A seed of hope, a story untold.
Has it found purchase, in fertile ground,
Or on barren stone, a dream unbound?

Only you can answer, with whispered thought,
Did doubt take root, or a purpose caught?
Is there a tremor, a yearning deep,
To break the shell, a promise to keep?

Will you wither, beneath the sun's harsh glare,
Or reach for light, with leaves to share?
The choice is yours, a silent decree,
To bloom vibrant, or silently be.

Time, a patient sculptor, will carve its way,
But the seed's potential, in your hands it stays.
So listen closely, to the whisper within,
For the power to thrive, is where you begin. 

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