Down the rabbit hole ran the white rabbit
It wanted me to follow but I wouldn’t have it,
I am not a follower I don’t jump down blind holes
I am my own spirit and my own soul,
Down the hole went the white rabbit
That’s it’s only journey, it ain’t mine,
I will travel my own path in my own time
And although the white rabbit may be a sign,
I not the kind of person who is defined
While standing and waiting in an organised line.
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