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"Mind Palace"


My mind is a mysterious place,

Yet always remains a palace.

 

Don’t have to feel, don’t have to touch,

Just pure logic

With a sea of emotion roaring behind.

Never trustworthy, but always dependable.

 

A thought is a deal with the devil.

Sow the seeds of doubt or

Triumph for goodwill--

The products are always hazy.


And yet it is built just for me.

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