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The Power In Peace

To be able to stand up and be thirty feet tall; shout out and echo from the mountain ranges of chile to the coast of Japan; to harm someone without use of brute strength, but with the power of the words they speak. And with a single step they shake foundations, tumbling buildings like the White House, and the Palace of Westiminster; one can finally tell what power is. Those born to lead are destined; to destroy, like a wildfire they spread, contaminating the wood that's built society, weakening the support; to rebuild, with cunning superiority, they triumph over the fire, dousing with a power that comes to few who don't lead in fear, but instead take the necessities of those around him and own them. And so fires begin, from the burning hearts of those like Adolf Hitler and Jim Jones, which are doused by unity, a power created to regain balance when evil runs its course. And with this unity, we've created nations, governments and in rare occasions, Peace.

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