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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.

Hollow Sting

Through quiet echoes of my soul,
Lies a yearning to feel whole.
Not just through wealth, but through thought,
A peace so rare, yet deeply sought.

Money whispers of what could be,
A canvas blank, a chance to see.
Yet its absence breeds a hollow sting,
A muted hope, a clipped-winged spring.

But deeper still, beneath the weight,
Lives a strength to recreate.
To shift the lens, to see anew,
The worth within, the endless view.

For I am more than coins and gold,
A spirit fierce, a story bold.
And as I learn to heal and grow,
The seeds of abundance begin to show.

Through struggle's fire, a light does gleam,
A future shaped by hope's bright dream.
Not just in wealth, but in the grace,
To find contentment in this space.

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