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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.

Grudge Held Tight

Hate stirs the winds, a restless gale,
Spreading trouble, its venomous trail.
Whispers of discord, shadows that grow,
Fanning flames where peace should glow.

But love, a balm, so tender and wise,
Sees beyond the hurt, beneath the guise.
It overlooks, it mends, it forgives,
Breathing life into hearts, so love truly lives.

No tally kept, no grudge held tight,
Love shines steady, a guiding light.
Though hate may roar and shake the skies,
Love endures, and never dies.

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