The Two

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Two magnets of the same sides,
Face to face, in constant resistance,
Pushing and forcing, to pull the other
Towards themselves, struggling for assitance.

But only their eyes, stubborn, never greeted,
The eyes of the other, lest one felt defeated.

So the air was compressed between the two,
Breathless and complex the atmosphere grew.
Impossible to grasp were both by the other,
Wasted was all effort, to put them facing each other.

They had to accept, turn and distant from mingling together,
Enemity and reproach, brother to brother.

The walls had to be built to gaurd the den,
From convulsion of natures and attributes and sense,
Each had a purpose to turn towards to then,
The moment they turned, attracted locusts of iron,

Studded around their faces was only that what each attracted,
By murdering the other's visions, they were only distracted,

So the two attractive magnets, attracted, what each had to attract,
Facing in opposite directions, back against back.

Merged were they together, yet from each other retreated,
The salty and sweet waters of an ocean, wasnt it an example repeated?

Peace and order, through the absurd had to be restored,
But something had to be sacrificed for another to be stored,

Two had together make One, how much so ever uncomfortable,
Indeed Adam had to possess both, his Kane and his Able.

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