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i'm coming my dear, my allice, to show you the reality of fantasy, we'll step through my looking glass.

far far away, to a land of green, to see another day, one you've yet to have seen.

do not worry my love, don't fret or cry. your heart will soar like a dove, your fears will fly.

take my hand, trust me my sweet. we'll soon see the magical land, and i will sweep you off your feet.

faerie tale prince charming, call me that if you wish. swim in an ocean, not a pond, you are a much bigger fish.

this is my poem to you, my dear. let me wash away your tears. you no longer have to fear. i will keep you company through all the years.