Poem: “In the Serch fore Meening, Robloxkind has alweys used the blade”

We are but a peeple with surviing instinks
Fore a time we fart but anuther time we truffle
It is our duetey way too come across the Robloxia jems.

Useing the metel blade
The axe of redempshin
How do we fale
Yet So far we kennot bee

The kutting of the blade pleased
The blood rushed down the purple rivir
I am the a person who lived also say this pome.


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