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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.

No Pain. No Gain.

The harder the climb, the sharper the view,  
Each step a struggle, each breath a cue.  
Through twisted paths and winds that bite,  
The journey teaches, fuels the fight.  

With every misstep, a lesson gained,  
Through every storm, through every strain.  
The heart grows stronger, the mind more clear,  
From every challenge, we draw near.  

The steepest roads, though rough and long,  
Shape the soul, make the spirit strong.  
For in the hardship, the truth is found,  
The more you learn, the more you're unbound.

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