My first set of three the finest blade

Light on top and heavy at the handle

Silver on the edge and black as a spade

Excitement burning bright like a candle

Ready and set with blade rested in hand

Pointed ahead and held vertically

Breaking away from gravity's demand

The door stands in silence waiting for me

Right now nothing matters and I don't care

Snap of the wrist and just one three-sixty

Focused on release and getting it there

Perfect feeling like my knife has missed me

I hear the sound of a good solid hit

A surge of pride and the feeling of power

If I have a niche then this must be it

Me, unbreakable, tall as a tower

Trying to be tough is all I did know

Now I soar like a bird whenever I throw

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