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If I could be anything in the nitrogen cycle, I'd be a nitrate molecule To suddenly appear as an oxidized product of ammonium
Or maybe the product of an electrical storm, from a giant burst of lightning
I could move through the water, and into the streams.
Traversing through sand, and silt, and clay, I'd be flat tired at the end of
the day.
I could be denitrified and partially converted to a gas
Assimilated by plant roots until I was flat on my glass
With time, I'd be part of plant proteins and resultant grain
I could feed millions, cycling round and round on a never ending train
Each day, my fate would be different
With a morning rain, I could move with the streams
At midday, I'd host lunch for the micobes that would be so much fun
And by dusk I'do bask on the sand by the setting sun
It would be so much fun to be nitrate,
with so many adventures, and so many fates, and so many places to be and see
POEM about Nitrogen....
a love story
a mystery thriller
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