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There's this place Where you can be anyone, Anything, even Princess or a Prince Santa even Pan Flying with the stars and moon Where you'll meet the nicest ones Down to Satan's closest relatives A place where lying is permanent, Being fake is constant Where you can cheat reality, And fool yourself endlessly And this —My haven.
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Jun 24, 2017
Jun 24, 2017 at 3:22 AM UTC
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There's this place Where you can be anyone, Anything, even Princess or a Prince Santa even Pan Flying with the stars and moon Where you'll meet the nicest ones Down to Satan's closest relatives A place where lying is permanent, Being fake is constant Where you can cheat reality, And fool yourself endlessly And this —My haven.
Can you guess this place?
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Jun 24, 2017
Jun 24, 2017 at 3:22 AM UTC
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