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Aug 2015
Falling, soaring, dropping
away from you and the warmth of your
eyes.
I can't afford kindness, compassion's too
costly,
So spare me the trouble, the debt, the owing
and retreat.
a
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a  Neverland
(Neverland)   
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     susan and Weary
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