Thursday, June 26, 2014
Alice
It's time to spill the truth. That there must be something wrong with me. Everything goes mad down where the rabbits come to play all night and day. Dreams become wild and free. Going down and down the hole. Singing at tea parties, running from the Queen, and away I go. Don't listen to what the cat says he smiles dangerously. We've spilled the madness all over this town now it's time to party until the sun drops dead. Play until the night ends scream until it happens again. Dreaming is taking down the walls of sanity. We are into the insane around this mad upside down world of ours. We are taking it back one tea party at a time.
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