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Night falling slow on a Midsummer’s eve

Honey bees lounging on their beehive porch

Tall wildflowers, drained of Spring’s colors,

Play hide and seek at dusk with fireflies.

Are their lights magic or just chemistry?

Fireflies appearing, disappearing,

Reappearing moments later nearby

Hopscotching in and out of orbitals

Leaving behind a yellow afterglow

Of softly shimmering quantum rubble.

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What is “quantum rubble”?  The quantum is the smallest unit of something, but sometimes that quantum can degrade even further, into quantum rubble.

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