Yes, I do remember this place
how the moonlight glows here
wait has it been that long?
I blame the rabbit hole
I stood to near the edge
and fell and fell
My notebooks, my pens
I stir the dust of ages
how faded these pages be
yet I know those words
I spoke them once
and I fell and fell
"Hello" echoes
but no answer
stacked are my thoughts
how neat I left them
row after row after row
and I fell and fell
Now I have returned
the gates are open
the bridge lowered
I sit here in my favorite chair
I have tales and stories
not yet told or written
but where will I start?
at the beginning or after
I fell and fell......
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