Alice
I am Alice the beautiful, strong, and intelligent Wonderland princess
the fantasy lives inside of me
A fantasy of world peace, no war, no discrimination, no killing, no hunger
A world of fun, meaningful moments that will ultimately define who I am.
I am Alice, growing up inside of my own creativity
At times it is visible, big and bold in what I wear and how I fix my hair
Or so small you cannot see all of the tiny paint strokes that I create with.
I am growing. My voice is growing. My maturity is growing. My spirituality is growing.
I am intelligent enough to face what is ahead
Young and fearless enough to try to make an impact that will touch the world in some way.
I am Alice, the beautiful, strong, and the intelligent Wonderland princess.
In a sometimes irrational world, I can see the beauty of it all.
I am growing.
My voice is growing.
Because I am Alice.
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