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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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The Taker's Creed

A man cannot wait for fate's hand,  
Nor sit by the shore on shifting sand.  
The world won't bend to whispered pleas,  
It's earned by those who seize the seas.

Dreams are not gifts on silver trays,  
But treasures found in daring ways.  
He who waits may never see,  
The heights that come to those who flee.

With courage bold and heart of fire,  
The taker climbs the mountain higher.  
For in the grasp of those who try,  
Lives the power to touch the sky.

So take what’s yours, don’t hesitate,  
For life won't pause, nor will it wait.  
The future’s forged by hands that fight,  
Who dare to claim what’s out of sight.

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