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May 2013
alice tumbled down
she tumbled far
                      down
                         down
                            down
deep into the rabbit's hole
the rabbit peers over to her
red eyes unblinking, pocket watch in hand
mister rabbit hops away
far far far
far a
    w
      a
        y
and little alice ran after him
faster
   faster
  faster
and faster
because for little alice
little alice who feared being alone
the rabbit was
now a home.


was a girl
marie
Written by
marie
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