Tool
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Smooth wooden handle
6 inches, nearly 10 when flicked open
to reveal stainless steel
The blade marred only by a few oily fingerprints
and a speck of brown
It smells of dust
and of dried blood
This is where i make my music, this is what i use to find what i need,
If my little bro or me cant find an answer, my macbook is my tool to find it with speed,
And we are all but monkeys on a pebble,
hurtling around a mediocre star among the Quintillion others
in an endless black sea bigger than our minds could ever comprehend,
