Wonderland
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When she put on her headphones and picked up her pen,
she escaped and entered her own wonderland.
♥
this is all from the heart, 100% from my own brain.
i do not steal other people's writing
and you should do the same.
you can be inspired, you can share it,
but you can not steal it.
that's just wrong.
thank you.
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