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Learn to Starve Yourself

Before their hands withhold the plate, Before you're taught that hunger's fate, Learn to dine on less than full, To tame the beast, to break the pull. When crumbs are kings and silence feasts, You’ll find your strength among the least. A man who’s fasted tastes the air, Yet walks with calm through lean despair. Let discipline become your bread, And self-control the path you tread. For those who feast at others' cost Will leave you starving, cold, and lost. So train your gut to not depend On every gift that others send. Choose now the hunger you embrace— Or else be emptied in disgrace. Freedom wears a lighter frame, It does not beg, it plays no game. To starve by will is not to lose— It is the fiercest strength you choose.

Pathways

Beneath the vast and open sky,
I stand where endless pathways lie.
Each road a whisper, soft and near,
Yet none with certainty is clear.

A spark of thought, a fleeting aim,
Yet every choice feels much the same.
To build, to craft, to teach, to lead—
What truly grows from planted seed?

The scale of time, the weight it bears,
Each hour spent, a dream it spares.
Yet dreams of growth, unbound, untamed,
Call for risks not yet proclaimed.

Shall I weave my words, let stories soar?
Or shape the world with something more?
Invest, create, or share my voice,
The heart still ponders—what’s the choice?

For now, I pause, the road still waits,
No rush to tempt uncertain fates.
For every path holds lessons true,
And each step forward will renew.

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