I like to stand among people
and sometimes say nothing
just enjoy their warmth
like a seashore breeze on a cool night
or thick blankets just before they begin to warm.
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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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