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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.

My Morning

I will never regret someone like you,
A fleeting star in my sky of blue.
Moments danced in a vivid glow,
A time where love would ebb and flow.

We painted sunsets, bold and wide,
Colored dreams where hope would reside.
Even if the canvas tore apart,
You left your hue upon my heart.

Step by step, we climbed the hill,
Each stride together, a memory still.
But paths diverge, as paths must do,
And I found myself far from you.

Yet in the gallery of my mind,
Your picture hangs, frozen in time.
No shadow mars what once was bright—
You were my morning, my fleeting light.

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