through the looking glass
alice isn't the only one in a world of her own
Monday, April 6, 2009
freedom.
matchmaker, matchmaker, you've done me wrong
but that's enough of that tired old song
on my own two feet, i now stand
on solid ground, not your shifting sand
my fate is my own, so leave me be
to live forever in my castle by the sea
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