Cycle my central letter through every other vowel, and I become A prelude to an excuse Small A lifeless redditor Swinged and winged I'm spoken to sound certain, but my essense lies in uncertainty

In the quiet moments, it softly creeps, A gentle hush where the world sleeps. A tranquil breeze in a storm's release, Found within when wars and chaos cease.

There at the beginning, there at the end, there throughout it all, Take me away, or add more, I remain the same.

I remove the dead, make you shine instead and crown you Yet you hate me

I hurt without my last Drop my second and I loosen you up Lose my third, I take your breath away Without my first I just ain't the same I mask some, I protect some. I give form to your imaginations