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Wake up Alice


“Alice wake up! Wake up Alice!” screamed Alice

Hoping that everything was just a dream

Throngs of people and cards running around everywhere

With red being their color scheme

 

“Chesire! Chesire help me please!”

The cat appeared out of a twinkling gleam

“My dear Alice. Don’t you see?

This is reality.” The Chesire agleam

 

“What you thought to be real is a dream

And what is a dream is real.”

Alice looked towards the ancient regime

And a gush of fear she would feel

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