Wonderland

"There was once a time when I was White. My heart to fullfil her whim Until the time she stole my fight. our wonderland grew dim The courage to rebel is what I lack. Oh what may there be to save And so my heart is painted black. For I am nothing but her slave. Red Roses Red Roses The colour of blood. How I envy oh pretty red Rose That grows from the ugliest mud. For how I loathe thee, Red Rose red Rose. For you can grow so free. Yet in her garden you must grow. There's no such thing as free." Everyone has a wonderland. What does yours look like?

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