In case you cant find me in my room, in the mall or in your thoughts.
You can check me out here. My sweet escape....
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| I was here :)) |
It was a dreamy Saturday, I closed my eyes and felt the wind brush my hair.
I can smell the grass and the trees and the flowers ....
Off I go, wandering in the vast wilderness. Without fear and doubt.
I own this. This is mine. I live here. And im alone, but not lonely. I have the birds to talk to.
Rabbits to run along with, and pretty flowers to stare at.
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| Kite flying in the afternoon :)) |
I can run forever. And never get tired.
I can follow the sun's rays. I will walk through the ridges.
I will fly with the wind. I am Wendy here.
Without my Peter Pan. And Captain Hook's not around.
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| Starry starry night :* |
It was dark but I was fine.
I wasnt hungry so I wouldnt whine.
My hair was silky, soft, it shines.
Like the stars in my purple haze sky.
Ill never leave my Neverland.
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| What a lovely view from a lovely mind. |
Who sat and stare at the worlds divide.
I thought of it as a mere device
To take me to Neverland and see with my eyes
What a wonderful place, what a wonderful place
Youll find it too if you look at my face.
This is the reflection of myself in the mirror.
**I own the simple and silly words in this post.
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