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Neverland


Flying high above the clouds with

A boy who thinks that a little faith, trust and pixie dust

Is all you really need

You ask him where you’re going he says

“Second star to the right and straight on till morning.”

 

You fly to a place that is home

To the lost boys.

A place where you never grow up, and

Stay forever young

 

Neverland is a place filled with

Wonder and delight

Where you can fly around all day, and

Play in the woods all night

 

Peter Pan teaches you to believe

In everything possible

From fairies, to yourself and many

More

 

Neverland is a place that only lives

In your dreams

Because everyone knows that it isn’t

Reality

 

To me Neverland is my home sweet home,

Forever my safe haven, forever my

Lovely home.

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