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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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Fighting Through Doubt

A man stands, with empty hands,  
A wallet thin, like shifting sands.  
The world weighs worth in coins and gold,  
But what of strength when none’s been sold?  

They tell him, “You matter,” and yet he stares,  
At zeros mocking his deepest cares.  
“How do I matter?” he cries to the night,  
“When value is tied to what’s in plain sight?”  

Yet worth is not in what you own,  
Nor in seeds of wealth you’ve never sown.  
It’s in the fire that keeps you here,  
Fighting through doubt, through pain, through fear.  

The tears unshed, the silent screams,  
The holding fast to shattered dreams.  
A balance of zero cannot define,  
The grit within, the heart, the spine.  

For value lies in scars you bear,  
In battles fought with none aware.  
A man is more than wealth’s cruel song,  
He’s the courage to stand, to keep moving along.  

So when the numbers weigh you down,  
And worth feels lost in this harsh town,  
Know this truth, unpolished, raw:  
Your value exists, without a flaw.

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