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I am


 

I am-­‐

Always awake,
Yet most active when resting.

Meticulous? HA, That’s an understatement; I am both the boss and the employee.

The true meaning of power, You can never follow my capability.

Like an engine to a car,
Without the motor the car won’t expedite.

Bigger in a man,
Than why are women more mature?

Usually relaxed,
I can feel no aching.

Able to tolerate without oxygen for 5 minutes. And then it all stops. I then expire.
-­‐
So when I am useless, is the whole body lifeless? You and I can only wonder.

But think optimistically, This’ll keep the doctor away

Like a computer,
I store your memory and control your thoughts.

Feed my 3-­‐pounded self,
I can then send off pleased signals; I do govern all of you.

So who am I?

I am I am I am

Your Brain. 

 

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