Power

Deep crimson stretches wide

Brewing a warrior, 

each 

mark

Each 

stride, 

builds on the last

And its joy rattles the whole army,

Rippling out so far, you can feel it out past the atmosphere:

That, my girl, that is the power of your mind, your body.

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