Skin
Skin.
It's an identifier.
It's what determines whether you will have an advantage or not.
Even with this, it's not power.
The way I look every day is not going to alter the character I have.
Yes I will have to hold my head higher than those around me, but the power I have come from the very first time I took a breath.
The power runs deep beneath the skin.
The power is in the heart.
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