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the principle of dipoles

a fool i was thinking were my sights trained someplace else far away i will be free then there is the principle of dipoles where one tends to align attract itself to an opposed polarity she came from somewhere south helpless irises are drawn to a divinity placed on a podium by everyone else who was i anyway north pole attracted to the south my sights were trained thinking a fool i was

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