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Little girl follow Lively dreams curiouser We ask for your time Living in a world much different Than our dear confused and lost Alice— No mushrooms or cake to save me are sent; No caterpillar to lend me nonsense advice; Humpty is not here to decipher my scene And the Jabberwocky would swallow me thrice; Whole, with no vorpal sword incessantly keen— But in Alice’s Looking-Glass, she is but a pawn Though she soon finds herself as a queen; One who had once tumbled, greatly fall’n Lost amongst incandescent characters. We wonder, what from what idea had this story spawned? Compiled insecurities and labyrinth like factors? Alice wanders blindly in our minds relentlessly.
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Oct 29, 2013
Oct 29, 2013 at 7:56 PM UTC
Down the Rabbit Hole
Little girl follow Lively dreams curiouser We ask for your time Living in a world much different Than our dear confused and lost Alice— No mushrooms or cake to save me are sent; No caterpillar to lend me nonsense advice; Humpty is not here to decipher my scene And the Jabberwocky would swallow me thrice; Whole, with no vorpal sword incessantly keen— But in Alice’s Looking-Glass, she is but a pawn Though she soon finds herself as a queen; One who had once tumbled, greatly fall’n Lost amongst incandescent characters. We wonder, what from what idea had this story spawned? Compiled insecurities and labyrinth like factors? Alice wanders blindly in our minds relentlessly.
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amber-dawn
24/F
Oct 29, 2013
Oct 29, 2013 at 7:56 PM UTC
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