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Scientist motion

Waking up with a question mark
Killed the rest and dreams of the night
Just passed.
Tortured by the doubts
and excited by the possibility
Your hands find no stillness
And tap and tickle
Until a list of steps in made
And the final is an answer.
Your life is in lists and islands of knowledge
to jump to and through
For a quiet certain conclusion.

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Inside outside

The scientist in the lab
Jumps from points of questionable certainty
To platforms of tested reality.
Her hands find no peace
Until the final answer has been reached.
No rest she knows outside the lab
When stimuli come from the unpredicted
accidents of involuntary chaos
In life.

Jingle to the lab

Jingle jingle tho the lab
In these last days of the year
Full of activities chasing old questions.
Decisive experiments take place
But answers are still doubted
And only the next year
will uncover the truth.

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