My morphing into Alice
The earth stops spinning.
As if time paused, every breath ceases.
I am Alice in Wonderland, falling to the ends of the earth.
As if I might never see a human face again,
I search to find what I am falling for.
I am falling in spite of my past,
I am falling because of meaning.
This rabbit hole is not the end.
yet, a new beginning to the best life ever.
I am falling in love with you.
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