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Take a walnut: A brain's in there —
hemisphere, fissure, fold.
Knows how to make a tree,
given half a toehold;

how to turn Gravity
back on itself — one huge
hole-in-reverse rising
in ponderous centrifuge

away from the world,
outward, like Light. Einstein
couldn't crack this nut
nor Hawking design.











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