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One of the freely bestowed ingredients, Existing thickly within the solid formation, Brought out, after a boring exercise, And seperated from its siblings. It is stretched long in distances, Prior to measured reduced divisions; Then comes the adjustments to classes Of designs; sharp opposite blunt. Used in both internal and external Arenas - performing required tasks. It floats with calm in light and dark grips - Willingly adhering to any outlined order. It's quite famous for ending flesh; Whether it be that of the articulate Or the asinine; spelling out, in loud Terms, its availability as the royal slave. It's been branded more of a woman's tool - Though used more effectively by a man, In settling scores on the battle field, Or spinning final silence in a dark alley. Its resourcefulness goes on all points, In diving up, heading down, and swaying sides; Playing out its grand role of putting asunder, And finding slits or gaps in movements of red. Ikenna C. Igwe

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Date: 3/6/2016 8:31:00 PM
Ikenna Igwe, Enjoyed the way you expressed every line. Please keep writing, hope to see a new one from you again. LOVE LINDA
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Date: 1/8/2016 9:04:00 PM
IKENNA, well done on your poem, enjoyed reading today. *SKAT
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