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The lines on the page are wiggling... slipping through the loose fibers until they free themselves tiny graphite slivers particles of a single element C
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Oct 15, 2016
Oct 15, 2016 at 5:25 PM UTC
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The lines on the page are wiggling... slipping through the loose fibers until they free themselves tiny graphite slivers particles of a single element C
#nature#chemistry#elements
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eliza-fairchild
Oct 15, 2016
Oct 15, 2016 at 5:25 PM UTC
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