Useless, it is useless
With the sharpest of knives
I'm blunt, incapable of understanding
My distress
I can only chop, slice a vegetable into pieces
of education, I miss the grandeur of wffwction
The bonding turns into a bondage
The connection into an absence
The words have fallen silent
The flow into a clot
We breathe death into life
Despite the resplendent, sharp knife.
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