Wonderland

It’s all a Wonderland inside, while the outskirts are nothing but a Wasteland. It’s alright. Wonderland can turn just as dark and dreary as Wasteland, while Wasteland has it’s moments of beautiful glory. 

I am not lost. I simply don't recognize any of the world around me.

When the rays fall on your face 
baby you glow with might 
hadn't the times gone by and changed
from once again this second sight 
capture me in your memory 
my dear it really is that easy 
think of only me just this once 
until the calm nothing but breezy

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