12 A Divine Power

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Surging through my veins,
Is a power I have to sustain.
The need to hold the reins,
I never wanted to entertain.

But here I am in this world of war,
Holding the scales in balance.
Flickering between right and wrong,
My moral compass pivoting.

And then they overstepped a boundary,
And I was forced to end them before they ended me.
A new balance struck within me,
A new power unlocked in this reality.

The purest kind of energy,
The ability of positivity,
A new found divinty,
A chance to erase the poor mentality,
Of commoners around me.

A power so divine, it cannot be spoken,
And yet now, it has been awoken.

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