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She got lost in her own wonderland

Looking for a hand

"This way, that way"

Turning and yearning, wherever did she stand.

Grab a walkie', have a talkie'-

When nothing made sence

It made no difference-

It was her vision, lost in the distance

Rendered? Such significance

Splendid! Something different.

She set the sails

To go back home

Confronting her reality

Perservering with her strength, she'd grown.

Soon enough she found bliss, even

As times were tough she'd realize this:

"Wonderland was just a place to go;

Now she's looking through the glass;

Yes, fragile is the past. And all alone

She'd ran too fast, fighting for her future

Now putting down the weapons she had.

Time's changing, her reality rearranging

Looking at a new time for man; ready 

To accept the presence of the present- 

Back on familiar land. A home on her own, 

Walking without wonder; knowing to go far is 

To go with another- another chance to make amends

A new chance to break old trends, giving herself the chance

To be better than she ever has."

Walking without looking back;

Saying goodbye to wonderland.