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The Box


A box is where we put our brain, letting our courage and fears reside in corners until they are needed .the box people use to close their minds off to the rest of the world so their's is perfect. Change, a word people know all to well but won't use it, because fear no longer resides in the corners but sneaks it's way into your mind and makes you afraid. For the fear of change in a closed boxed mind is that change will destroy the perfect world that has been created in their box. A change for a new thought a new way of thinking, where we no longer need the box but use our mind to think and our mind is no longer closed. To open the mind to acceptance and to no longer judge people for who they love is a deadly fear of the closed minded. And to change your thought all you do is open your box.
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