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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 Daring Few

Don’t wait for the stars to align,
For the perfect moment, the flawless design.
Time slips through the cracks of delay,
While dreams grow dim and fade away.

The road ahead is rough and unclear,
Laden with doubts, uncertainty, fear.
But courage thrives where doubt resides,
And progress blooms as fear subsides.

Each shaky step, each bold mistry,
Shapes the path to your destiny.
Mistakes are lessons, not a fall,
They pave the way to conquer all.

Perfection’s a myth, a siren’s call,
It binds the heart and blinds us all.
Yet action, raw and incomplete,
Is the steady drum of triumph’s beat.

So move ahead, though unsure and small,
Better to stumble than not try at all.
For life rewards the daring few,
Who act with faith, and see it through.


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