A mind in a million

I am revisiting my younger mind,
A mind of an old warrior holding on to
Spares and arrows,
A mind of many endured monks chanting and shouting out unclear words.
A mind of an avalanche.
A mind of many army.
My younger mind,
You have screamed, bellowed and sighed.
You have been chained, painted
And orchestrated.
You have held the brushes that designed my tears, so much so
You have kept me out when the house is aflame.
I just want to say thank you for keeping me insane when it’s needed the most and sane when the world picks a side.

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