I looked up at my cobwebbed ceiling, and I wondered when I have stopped dreaming, We used to want our own neverland, live fun, stay young, just like Peter Pan! I looked down at my dusty floor, remembering the times of before. Everyday used to feel like a dream. Now it's nightmares in places we've been. Never say never but that's the last thing you said. "Never be sad even when you are millenia ahead. One day, I hope we will truly see each other again, like the Neverland that we sought to the end."
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