If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what it is, because everything would be what it isn't. And contrary-wise, what it is, it wouldn't be. And what it wouldn't be, it would. You see?
¿ǝǝs noʎ ˙plnoʍ ʇı `ǝq ʇ,uplnoʍ ʇı ʇɐɥʍ puɐ ˙ǝq ʇ,uplnoʍ ʇı `sı ʇı ʇɐɥʍ `ǝsıʍ-ʎɹɐɹʇuoɔ puɐ ˙ʇ,usı ʇı ʇɐɥʍ ǝq plnoʍ ƃuıɥʇʎɹǝʌǝ ǝsnɐɔǝq `sı ʇı ʇɐɥʍ ǝq plnoʍ ƃuıɥʇou ˙ǝsuǝsuou ǝq plnoʍ ƃuıɥʇʎɹǝʌǝ `uʍo ʎɯ ɟo plɹoʍ ɐ pɐɥ ı ɟı
-Alice In Wonderland
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¿ǝǝs noʎ ˙plnoʍ ʇı `ǝq ʇ,uplnoʍ ʇı ʇɐɥʍ puɐ ˙ǝq ʇ,uplnoʍ ʇı `sı ʇı ʇɐɥʍ `ǝsıʍ-ʎɹɐɹʇuoɔ puɐ ˙ʇ,usı ʇı ʇɐɥʍ ǝq plnoʍ ƃuıɥʇʎɹǝʌǝ ǝsnɐɔǝq `sı ʇı ʇɐɥʍ ǝq plnoʍ ƃuıɥʇou ˙ǝsuǝsuou ǝq plnoʍ ƃuıɥʇʎɹǝʌǝ `uʍo ʎɯ ɟo plɹoʍ ɐ pɐɥ ı ɟı
-Alice In Wonderland
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