I’m told there is a universe
In mirror image of our own
Where rights and lefts
Are lefts and rights
All underarms are overthrown
Should we ever get to go there
Would they be on their way to us
In which case never meet ourselves
With nothing converse to discuss
On the one hand or the other
Taking sides we can’t agree
Therefore never come together
No chance of meeting me with me
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