It is like seeking warmth in a cold place
In an ice box....
You wait until the power goes
When the ice melts and the water warms
But you have no control
Do you?
You must get out of the ice box my dear
Or you will freeze.....
Freeze forever
And painfully you won’t die
Get out of the refrigerator my dear
And.....
Enjoy the warmth.....
The lushness.......
The greenery.....
Of...
The real world
A new Life
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New life, new birth and then what? Live where you find yourself for that is where the lesson is to be learnt.