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And so I slipped into the mirror; finally after years of staring, I saw the ripple. I crossed over into fantasy, a paradise, my personal wonderland. I wonder where I'll land. And down I go into the unknown, Red string theories, space and time; time and space. Running on the endless slipstream And so I open my eyes and overcome the race. I opened my eyes and to my surprise I stood before the garden; I opened my eyes and to my surprise I stood before the Queen. I opened my eyes and to my surprise; I was falling again. Free fall into my dream, Dance with me and by my queen; This is my reality, grab my hand and walk through the mirror with me.
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Apr 30, 2017
Apr 30, 2017 at 8:06 PM UTC
Rabbit Holes ( & down I go)
And so I slipped into the mirror; finally after years of staring, I saw the ripple. I crossed over into fantasy, a paradise, my personal wonderland. I wonder where I'll land. And down I go into the unknown, Red string theories, space and time; time and space. Running on the endless slipstream And so I open my eyes and overcome the race. I opened my eyes and to my surprise I stood before the garden; I opened my eyes and to my surprise I stood before the Queen. I opened my eyes and to my surprise; I was falling again. Free fall into my dream, Dance with me and by my queen; This is my reality, grab my hand and walk through the mirror with me.
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Verona
Apr 30, 2017
Apr 30, 2017 at 8:06 PM UTC
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