DISCLAIMER: This is something I wrote when I was just 12😅... so I don't know where I went with this, but I just wanted to share,I guess..


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When I dreamt at night
I just dreamt of him

That fearless person,
I was so fond of him.

Wearing a hat, he wanted to be a king
smiling at him, the fairy cling;

Tink as he called her,
The fairy was a dancer;

Music in her wings, made of golden rings.
Her dust was perfect, nicest of all,-

made us all fly, never made us fall.

The nursery filled with songs and glow
Just me, John and micheal know

The boy who was flying, never gonna grow,
Flight that was high and time that was slow.

The fantasy, where we belonged with him...

The place was nice, power in our team,

we went with him where dreams were born
sky without snow and rose without thorn.

Journey to the clouds, without fear, without shouts...

The time was never planned,
as we reached Neverland.

we danced in the air,
with the pixies everywhere,

In the forest I knew, lived peter and his crew.
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