Paint me the colors
you dare not paint
the ones that never see pallet
but stay in the box.
Paint me the colors
that others don't see
because they have grown old
and no longer play.
Paint me the colors
that will never fade
because they do not only reflect
but glow.
Paint me.
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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