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A Poem: Fibonacci’s Inquiry 

1, 1, 2, 3…:
Does nature train us to see
beauty in symmetry
with its tightly wound
geometry? But don’t we
also love the wind-
sculpted errant tree
leaning like a drunken
sentry lonely
in an empty field?

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