When I dream, I dream of Wonderland.
Not of you and me in the sand.
When I speak, I speak what I mean.
I never look back, my meaning never leaves.
When I start to think of the past,
I remember how much I wanted out of it,
And forget it ever happened.
When I wake, I wake to make things happen.
I know what I want.
I want more.
More work,
More money,
More
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