Prologue

Alice; Alice In Wonderland
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Every one here in this room or all the rooms i stepped on my life question or asked me why do you write or think things so crazy or out of this world, maybe is im a strange person, i grew up with my best friend Alice who think a lot of strange or peculiar things before the day or morning start or all started with dreams of bunnies that offer you tea, a queen who paint flowers or a bunny with a pocketwatch, well, maybe i lost my mind in the road, but all the best people are, right ?

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