The Clone Technician's Notes to his Apprentice

Observe the muscle rise and clamber onto bone.
The ligaments and sinews will thread the ghost of movement through each minute vault in the architecture of the frame.
The organs will bloom and expand to meet the space available.
The brain creates itself in folds, thousands of concise notes to self to form the origami of their knowing.
The skin swaddles everything.
The moment of their becoming lies on the breath of electricity.The kiss of shock that contracts
the heart and sears the synapses with the quick fire of existence.
Savour this instant of power.
The scramble to the surface of amniotic fluid will come next.
Watch them snatch at their first gasp. Learn air is the mother of being.
Their heads will always turn to the light as if searching for something vital.

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