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jess such mind pulled from proportion 

exploited by those who seek inevitability

she sits on fields contemplating situations 

displays outlive those real situations 

jess the fragments of what was is now lost 

the mind of whom is still thinking 

minds a powerful source of intellect 

through bad hands is a cruel game played 

the brain belongs to someone else 

the name merlin 

jess has the brain through DNA

DNA even when tampered with can lead to distress

 the human body in the end shuts down  

slower the body moves, the body changes colour

even those with life turns deceitful

the brain of merlin compels us all



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