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Jul 2013
Restless hands
my mind starts to wander
an endless train of thought
full of emotions
the need to create
expressing inner turmoils
yet I find
I have nothing to
create
Peter Pan
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Peter Pan  New York to Alaska
(New York to Alaska)   
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