Scientific Beauty
Looking in the mirror again,
Remind my-self to see.
The person looking through to me,
Is more than just skin deep.
Surging underneath the skin,
There is a hierarchy.
Order fighting entropy,
Resist eternal sleep.
All of this inside of me,
Leaves me filled with wonder.
Quickly now the thought is thunder:
Beauty is truly deep.
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