Your mouth is moving
words forming
thoughts flowing
but I have no idea what
you are talking about.
Is my heart closed?
I'm not sure
but I'll nod anyways.
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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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