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Aug 2011
Second star to the right
And straight on 'til morning:
That's where you told me
I could always find you,
And together we would become
Little lost boys and girls
Not belonging to anyone but ourselves.
Isn't that where you promised
To keep me?
That sacred place where dreams are born
And time is never planned?
"Think happy thoughts"
Is all you said I had to do
To escape this world and fly away with you.

Oh, how I wish I could fly.

But that crocodile had other plans
And caught me in his sinking teeth.
I was stolen by
The treacherous ticks and tocks
I have come to fear the most.

You promised we would never grow old.

So let's go back.
Back to when kisses were thimbles,
And when a tiger lily was more than just a flower.
I'll just clap my hands
And try so hard to believe
That I will always be this young
And you will sprinkle me with dust
So you can take me back,
Back to Neverland.
Disclaimer: Obviously inspired by JM Barrie's "Peter Pan." I have no intention to copy or steal any of Barrie's masterful work.
Catherine Langton
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