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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.

The Spark Within Chaos

When order crumbles into night,  
And shadows blur the lines,  
A hidden flame begins to light,  
Where chaos intertwines.

As structures fall and certainties break,  
New visions take their place,  
The quiet moments we often forsake,  
Now guide us through the space.

Amid the noise, a voice is found,  
Emerging from the strife,  
To grasp the threads that swirl around,  
And weave them into life.

In every twist of tangled fate,  
Creation stirs unseen,  
For those who see beyond the gate,  
Will find where dreams convene.

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