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•Never Land Again•

Take my hand, lift off and then,
I vow, I'll never land again,
We'll grace the stars of every night,
Toward the second to the right.

And time will be our ever friend,
For we will never age again,
We'll soar above the pirate ships,
With handmade daggers at our hips,

We'll roam the falls where mermaids play,
And feast with chiefs, each close of day.
And hunt for treasures held in shells
Then hear the stories fairies tell.

So take me by the hand and then,
I vow I'l never land again.
For simple as this rhyming goes,
What never lands, forever flows.

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