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Adventure I Crave




Alice went missing again off on her wonderful adventures away from the boring routine that is reality. If only I could tag along or go off on my own adventures to Wonderland. Imagine the fun I could have, imagine the people- the creatures I would meet. How much I would not miss this boring place they call reality. Gray skies, rude people, boring day jobs, and no fun at all. Not anything like the Wonderland with disappearing cats full of riddles, a mad hatter, a white rabbit pressed for time, an evil big-headed queen with an obsession with decapitation. Maybe one day I'll find Wonderland, but unlike Alice, I won't come back-ever.

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  1. MKMoondustJune 4, 2014 at 12:46 PM

    I cant tell you how beautiful this is... but when it comes true at least come back to visit me?

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