When I think about the paths I've left
paved with broken promises
I wish that it was enough just to be
and not to do.
Deep down I know
that it is impossible to be
until you've done.
The year of the poem is finished, now it is the year for the protocol! Read about the misadventures of a plant scientist trying to make sense of photorespiration one mutant at a time.
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