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Feb 2012
If string theory exists.
I wonder how many knots are in it.

Washing our socks in the dark.
Melting the snow in the park.
Shaking a fists at the moon.
But as kids, that is what we did.

Trying to find our way.

So if string theory exists.
I would like to put it in a bag.
Shake it, just to see how many knots get into it.
Paul Hardwick
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Paul Hardwick  64/M/England
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