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The Mind's Blind Spots
We cannot see the lurking demons
Hiding in all the minds
Of all the people...
Their true intentions
It is one of our many weaknesses
That our minds can have nothing to do with our actions
If we please
And that the right hand
Can be hidden from the left
The brain is just a pitch black lake
Into which ideas dive
To rise or sink
All of the ideas will get to the surface
At least to the surface at the bottom of the pool....
The darkest part of the mind
But now blood is still, m'lady and lord
For never again shall divers walk here
Never again shall the hands be stained red
With blood from cracked skulls
That now make up the bedrock of the lake
