Sometimes we are ice on existenceHolding things in place
Suspending time's march
And denying life its unending flow
And life waits in limbo
Life waits in cryogenic stasis
Waiting for continuation
The ice burns
From the ashes of the phoenix
Life is renewed or begins again
Will you nil you
There is continuation
Please stop the train
I want to disembark
I am not into the aesthetics
I don't care for
What's old is new again
I don't care if this is the road to heaven
I am done with morphing
I desire to opt out
Please let me off the train
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