Poem 17 (Collection 3)

When all is said and done,
you be the Mad Mad Hatter
and I will be Alice in Wonderland;
and may be then,
the dreams I dream
won’t be dreams anymore
and as for you,
my dear Mad Mad Hatter
will disappear but
not to be forgotten.

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