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I wobbled to my bed, pulling up the the covers before falling onto it, pulling them over me. I was very tired and I hadn't ran like that on the track before. I closed my eyes and drifted into a deep sleep, letting the ropes of reality slip from the grasp of my hands.
I dreamt about a place I liked to called wonderland, It wasn't real- but oh boy did I want to visit it..

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