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Mar 2017
If Neverland wasn’t so far away,
I think I’d leave this place
And go for the day.

Where the morning light shines,
With the assurance of tomorrow,
And the warm gentle breeze
Blows with a calm disposition.

But, there’s no sign of a sign
Telling me which way to turn.
There aren’t any paths to follow.

If Neverland wasn’t so far away,
I think I’d leave this place
And go for the day.

Where right here is just as good as over there,
And no one's out searching for tomorrow
Iris Blanche
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