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Jul 2012
days of creativity
have now been consumed,
by shuffling papers,
endless derivations,
analysis,
unneeded

(next slide)

days of creativity
have now been destroyed,
by chemical formulas,
molecular models,
electron,
repulsion

(next slide)

days of creativity
have now been recreated,
by a smile,
that puts the brightest
powerpoint projector
to shame...

(next slide)

days of creativity
have now been put together
by eyes that create an escape
from dull lecture,
(no longer lost,
in algorithm.)

(next slide)

so indescribable,
that presentations,
need not continue,
laser pointers put away,
lights off,
books closed.
I was an 18 year old in love, what can I say?
Shawn
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