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I was a young man
Who led a sheltered life
It was good to me
Love, youth, and many were there
But soon it fell away
My family died
My world was destroyed
I was all alone
Till I found my hidden powers
I went to a wise man
He said "The Force"
He taught me knowledge in words
He taught me the Force
He made me who I am
He fixed the broken doll
But it too was not to be
Though he taught me control
And how to forgive
Nothing could stop me
When they murdered him
I killed them all before his eyes
And kept him alive for a time
He told me to never do that again
And to always remember strength in words
I found my strength
The strength to change minds
I made my words
And kept others from war
I was a moderator
-"The Life Poem" by Veloren Seele
I have not concluded how far my powers truly go since the one moment I lost control but these are what I can tell you. I can heal people and keep dying people alive for a short time, usually just long enough to get them to a medical facility. I can also summon forth a Force which can split walls and beings into pieces by it's strength. I believe it's called a "Force Push", but that's only what I gained from other people. I also seem to be able to calm down any bad situation I am in, but that may not be a power just a trait I have. Also I can somewhat convince people to work with me. But the thing that always intrigued me was the power of future sight. I get these visions about random things that usually help me in my travels. But the other thing is when I do have to forcefully have people calm down, no deaths ofcourse, I 'see' the peoples' motions, before they actually take them. So when they do I can already have them restrained. Usually.
-Conversations with the Poet, by Juta Bogura
Well now that you ask, weapons in general seem a bad idea to me. If you cannot kill a being with what you are given, then you do not deserve to kill at all. But that's not how the world works. I myself have these three balls of metal, each are about the sice of a tennis ball, and each have a different purpose. This one (holds up a green one), is like a scout, I have infused it to work only for me and I can send it up to places and 'see' from it. It's like a third eye almost. This one (holds up a read one), is a light, able to brighten up quite a ways away, and works as a heating element when the need arises. But this is the one yo should be careful about (holds up the black one). This contains all the anger, sadness, and despair I can conjure and uses it as a weapon, generally getting the people to kill themselves. I never use it. I never want to use it. But if the need arises then I will.
-Private talk between The Poet and a HOmeless man from coruscant, prior invasion
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