
I am the epitome of potential energy. I can build worlds. I can make boys into men. I can teach girls to be strong! I can!
No one wants me. Here I am composed entirely of potential, but no one will take me into his hands. No one will discover that which I am capable of.
Potential energy. I sit here. I age. I rust. Potential energy crumbles into uselessness.
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