Answer:
A blind man enters a maze, and the entrance closes behind him. His only way out is to solve the maze. A long time passes, and he exits the maze through the correct exit. How did he solve the maze?
A dagger thrust at my own heart, dictates the way I'm swayed. Left I stand, and right I yield, to the twisting of the blade.
It is the electronic version of junk mail or a salty meat in a can.
It is a sound of empty, speak and it'll talk back plenty. But all the more you yack, you'll get the same words back.
The sharp slim blade, that cuts the wind.
Iām grown from darkness but shine with a pale light. Very round I am and always a lady's delight.