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Alice would have said “It’s normal.” to a day that’s like today,
where the time warp of deception plays it’s part as Disarray,
in a light that’s juuuust that different to perplex your errand mind,
take the contract from the rabbit and where indicated, sign.
Now the colours of the rainbow weave around you sugar sweet,
melt into your skin with kisses so your secrets they can see,
take away your every ‘should’ which in that world wants attention,
freeing you to live your wildest while in this superb dimension.
Exaltation frees the reticence beheld in darkness’ light,
a choir reaches into you from depths that reunite,
the shaped submission of a soul not ready yet to die
with that of raided senses that command you to comply.