I breath it all in again
I feel my lungs fill
then decompress
the same grass
the same sun
but now I'm smiling
and looking forward
to tomorrow.
Saturday, July 19, 2008
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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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