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Wonderland


Wonderland, a place where our imagination can fly free. Where there is wonder and danger around every corner. Curiously we walk. The way you ought to go depends on where you want to get to. Walk long enough and you can get somewhere. Madness is spreading in the world. Can we walk away from all the madness? It will only follow. Imagination becomes madness. The Cheshire cat says most everyone is mad. Grin in madness' face. Walk along where the flowers sing and pencils fly. Though we have madness doesn't mean we can smile at the world
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mookie0595

Fun, creative, and honest!!

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mookie0595
I made it confusing on purpose. Though it's not my best poem, it's better than nothing :)

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