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Dec 2014
I really ******* hate it here.
I can't stay here anymore.
I wish that I could ******* leave
Through a small, mysterious door.
A door that leads to a magical place,
Through which you cannot stand.
A door to take us far away,
To  wondrous Wonderland.

**** it all, let's run away,
Go anywhere we can.
I want to dance among the stars,
Like Wendy and Peter Pan.
I want to leap and bound and jump
All through the cotton clouds,
I want to yell and scream and shriek,
And curse them all aloud.

For dreams are not just make believe,
We can achieve them if we try.
My dream is just to fly away,
To the Land of You and I.
A Land that only we know,
Our special secret place.
Where we will dwell 'til Death arrives,
And greets us face to face.
Aoibhinn Sweeney
Written by
Aoibhinn Sweeney  Ireland
(Ireland)   
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   Francie Lynch, --- and DC raw love
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