And the silken, sad, uncertain rustling of each purple curtain Thrilled me- filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before; So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating, "'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door- Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door;- This it is, and nothing more.
Power means different things to different people. For poets and politicians, words are power. For some, money is power. For most of Earth__ history, weaponry and resources have constituted power. My grandfather always told me__nd I believed for many years__hat knowledge was power. But the funny thing about power is that no matter what you think it is, or how much you think you have, it__ the people above and all around you who get the final say.
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Power means different things to different people. For poets and politicians, words are power. For some, money is power. For most of Earth__ history, weaponry and resources have constituted power. My grandfather always told me__nd I believed for many years__hat knowledge was power. But the funny thing about power is that no matter what you think it is, or how much you think you have, it__ the people above and all around you who get the final say.
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