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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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A Patient Friend

I walk the path where doors stay closed,  
where whispers say, "You are not the one."  
Yet every "No" the world has posed  
is just a step—I'm not undone.  

At first, it burned, a bitter taste,  
a weight that made my spirit bend.  
But now I see, it's not a waste—  
Rejection is a patient friend.  

It sharpens will, it tests the mind,  
it humbles pride, it builds the skin.  
To love the "No" is to unwind  
the fear that keeps the dream within.  

So let me laugh when I am turned,  
let me embrace the doors that close.  
For every scar is something earned,  
and every fall, a seed that grows.

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