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Mind

By Peter K. Lam

Now…
My mind is like space, open and vast
I absorb everything that crosses my path
Venturing into a place many have not traveled
This is only the beginning, the journey has yet to unravel

    Descend four flights of the stairs of time
    Four years younger, sixteen this time

16…
My mind is like a dense fog
I cannot see what is ahead
No matter how fast I jog
I cannot clear my head

    Descend four flights of the stairs of time
    Four years younger, twelve this time

12…
My mind is like the air
It is everywhere
Wandering the world in awe
Everything is new, nothing is too far

    Descend seven flights of the stairs of time
    Seven years younger, five this time

5…
My mind is like an open book
The imagination runs wild
Nothing can surprise this book
Even though I’m only a child

    Descend five flights of the stairs of time
    Five years younger, at birth this time

Birth…
My mind is like an eye
I can see everything
It’s like being the catcher in the rye
I understand nothing

The mind is something fragile
It changes over time
The mind is never the same
Even when you look at it a second time

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