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Oct 2014
Do you ever find your self in another world perhaps a dream
Which you can redeem all into clever things that can bring you the intake of bliss but never the miss of a morning sun light because she stood so bright creeping through every window.
Then once nights strikes the starsΒ Β come to wish the sun a farewell goodnight as the moon takes over.
Life ain't what is seems life is but a dream.
Humblebee
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Humblebee  Neverland
(Neverland)   
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