Dec 01, 2008 21:38
[the transmission clicks on to Hatter whistling softly to himself, and when he speaks it's more singsong]
And when she slips away
Little does she know
That try as she may
The farther you go
the more you belong to me
[a pause, and then laughter]
aaaliiiiccceee,
ilualice
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And in that, she is always mine.
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I used to run.
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You are weak, as well.
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