Idea competition

I hear your loud words,
I see your rigorous slides,
Your expensive material is in front of me
All day
I feel scientifically invaded.
Your childish opinion is everywhere
Taking over the space and the mind
Yet my idea is better.
Small in its corner,
It ripens to perfection
And its time to bloom is behind the corner.

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