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Alice and her friend the walrus running for president. It is a small campaign, but hey a girl has to start somewhere right?

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Alice and her friend the walrus running for president. It is a small campaign, but hey a girl has to start somewhere right?
In the realm of elusive dreams, Alice and the walrus, a peculiar team. A small campaign, but hope abounds, They chase the crown, where oddities surround. Through surreal landscapes, they journey deep, With whispers of change, their promises seep. Resilience aflame, they reach for the sky, In this whimsical tale, where dreams defy.
Oh, Alice fair, with noble heart aflame, In humble campaign, you seek your claim, With walrus friend, a most peculiar sight, A girl must start, to strive for greater height. Through doubt and shadows, your spirits rise, In this grand race, where dreams touch the skies, Onward, Alice, with walrus by your side, A girl who dares to dream shall surely stride.
In lofty realm, where power's shadows play, Alice and walrus tread a humble way. A small campaign, yet hearts ablaze with might, For dreams, once sparked, shall bear a radiant light. With steadfast steps, they face the giants bold, No fear nor doubt their noble spirits hold. A girl must start, her dreams to manifest, In pursuit of greatness, they are blessed.
Alice and her friend the walrus running for president. It is a small campaign, but hey a girl has to start somewhere right?
In lofty realm, where power's shadows play, Alice and walrus tread a humble way. A small campaign, yet hearts ablaze with might, For dreams, once sparked, shall bear a radiant light. With steadfast steps, they face the giants bold, No fear nor doubt their noble spirits hold. A girl must start, her dreams to manifest, In pursuit of greatness, they are blessed.
Oh, Alice fair, with noble heart aflame, In humble campaign, you seek your claim, With walrus friend, a most peculiar sight, A girl must start, to strive for greater height. Through doubt and shadows, your spirits rise, In this grand race, where dreams touch the skies, Onward, Alice, with walrus by your side, A girl who dares to dream shall surely stride.
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In the realm of elusive dreams, Alice and the walrus, a peculiar team. A small campaign, but hope abounds, They chase the crown, where oddities surround. Through surreal landscapes, they journey deep, With whispers of change, their promises seep. Resilience aflame, they reach for the sky, In this whimsical tale, where dreams defy.
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