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I love to hold magnets in my hands and feel them pull toward each other. It is such a force of nature that I don't really understand, but without failure those two magnets will always want to be together. But what happens when there is a brick in the way Or another magnet or even a tiny piece of paper. When there is space between them or something blocking their way, do the magnets forget about each other? But even if that paper is there once it is taken away the magnet doesn't change its desires or listen to those who tell it not to want Or what it wants. Wouldn't it be great if we all were just like magnets? But maybe we are, attracted to one magnet.
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Mar 20, 2020
Mar 20, 2020 at 7:42 PM UTC
Magnetic desire
I love to hold magnets in my hands and feel them pull toward each other. It is such a force of nature that I don't really understand, but without failure those two magnets will always want to be together. But what happens when there is a brick in the way Or another magnet or even a tiny piece of paper. When there is space between them or something blocking their way, do the magnets forget about each other? But even if that paper is there once it is taken away the magnet doesn't change its desires or listen to those who tell it not to want Or what it wants. Wouldn't it be great if we all were just like magnets? But maybe we are, attracted to one magnet.
We are like magnets we desire both of us and nothing can get through us.
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18/M/Makati
Mar 20, 2020
Mar 20, 2020 at 7:42 PM UTC
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