A laugh-
cuts like slicing wind
heals like Gilead's balm
numbs like ice
teaches like Darwin
and lifts like a piston.
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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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