The Sword: A Poem
The blade is sharper than I once thought,
It pierces straight and true,
But it can hurt the ones we love the most,
Sometimes we try to keep it sheathed,
Because of its great power,
Though it can easily pain many,
It can be wielded for good,
We must remember to pull it from its stone,
But only when necessary,
It can puncture thousands of enemies,
And steal away the lives of every brother.
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