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little alice feels so small in the corner of the room The walls are quite empty The room is quite boring. Air becomes thick within layers overthinking shackles little alice little alice cannot think anymore. sometimes little alice can hear a rabbit running outside she so desperately wants to follow him the little rabbit's watch ticks the clock ticks slower ticktickticktick tick      tick                            tick the room can't breathe                                                                               tick
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Feb 18, 2018
Feb 18, 2018 at 12:15 AM UTC
Four Walls
little alice feels so small in the corner of the room The walls are quite empty The room is quite boring. Air becomes thick within layers overthinking shackles little alice little alice cannot think anymore. sometimes little alice can hear a rabbit running outside she so desperately wants to follow him the little rabbit's watch ticks the clock ticks slower ticktickticktick tick      tick                            tick the room can't breathe                                                                               tick
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Feb 18, 2018
Feb 18, 2018 at 12:15 AM UTC
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