Feelings of Power
Power, thats its name.
A sense of never ending freedom.
Controlling everything that's around you.
It's so strong, you never want to let it go.
You feel weak without it.
But drained with it.
How can it do so much?
Simply, because it's power.
It's ability to have so much influence.
The ability to move so many people.
The ability to control.
Power.
It may not always be a good thing.
To some, it means retaliation.
Abusing such power.
A feeling of approval.
But indeed it can be a good thing.
The power to love.
The power to unite.
Once power is contained
Comes growth.
You've made it.
Power.
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