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Fruitless

The fruitless gene (fru) is a Drosophila melanogaster gene that encodes several variants of a putative transcription factor protein. Normal fruitless function is required for proper development of several anatomical structures necessary for courtship, including motor neurons which innervate muscles needed for fly sexual behaviors. The gene does not have an obvious mammalian homolog, but appears to function in sex determination in species as distant as the mosquito Anopheles gambiae.fruitless serves as an example of how a gene or a group of genes may regulate the development and/or function of neurons involved in innate behavior. Research on fruitless has received attention in the popular press, since it provokes discussion on genetics of human sexual orientat… more »

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It's out
It's done
It's finally here
Months and months of working, trying
Pushing till I felt like dying

No less
than the best
It had to be great
Perfect, flawless, existential
Surpassing all of man's potential

And now it's here
And it's perfect
The best thing human hands could ever make
The proof of my brilliance
Never have I ever been prouder and that's great

Now what?

I worked my brain to the bone
Beat my head against stone
Formulating the perfect recipe
My tears fell on each page
That split apart in my rage
So many times I wanted to leave

But now I've made it
And I've claimed it
The throne is mine
No one can take it
Or contest it
For the rest of time
You'd think I'm in euphoria now that I'm at the top
But how could this king's success do anything but drop

As I sit here alone
On this musical throne
Trying to fight off a mutiny
My heart yearns for the stage
Trapped in my own handmade cage
But each note I play scares away the key

But still I've made it
I've claimed it
This throne is mine
No one can take it
Or contest it
For the rest of time
Truly wish I had the time to enjoy being at the top
But how could I when my success can't do anything but drop

Each passing moment pulls me further under
Is this how it feels to be a one-hit wonder
Why can't I do it right again
Is this how my so-called story ends
What is this constant whispering
And why won't it let me do it all again

I try not to let my mind fall asunder
But I'm no better than a one-hit wonder
I'll never do it right again
This is how my story comes to an end
Even now I hear the whispering
And the cycle begins again

It keeps going and going and growing my urge to explode
And erode everything that I know
I try harder, push farther, think smarter but it's a joke
On the oak I'll lie till I croak

You worked your brain to the bone
Beat your head against the stone
Formulated the perfect recipe
Now what do you have to show
A success but where can you go
What use is your perfect recipe

Now what can you be

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