Old Is New

Chocolate mescaline
Alice in Wonderland,
the old is the new
and surrounds me with you.

In case you weren’t listening;
maybe my words melted in your mind,
maybe from your world you didn’t see my eyes
begging for a single moment of time.

I want to take your youth,
I want to steal you away from your time:
behold the wonders of your life
and learn the old as the new.

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