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Somewhere there was a tiny dream Such a tiny dream it was, no one knew who dreamt it. The tiny dream began to think. 'I don't want to disappear like this. How can I make people dream of me?' The little dream thought and thought, and then came up with an idea. 'I'll make humans get lost in me, and let them create the world.“ The first Alice bravely marched into Wonderland, sword in hand. Cutting down countless creatures, she left a bright red path in her wake. That Alice is in the forest, locked away like a criminal. Aside from the path she created, there is no sign she existed. The second Alice meekly sang a song in the Wonderland. Spreading out countless notes, he gave birth to a mad world. That Alice was a rose, shot down by a madman. He makes one bright red flower bloom, and admired by all he withers.
