Chaos in the world around,
Torn pieces of song and calm,
And still we leave to return, perhaps,
With a Neverland in the palm.
Torn pieces of song and calm,
And still we leave to return, perhaps,
With a Neverland in the palm.
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Day 41 of 108
It was a day where we had two steps front and three steps back. Feeling so angry and agitated right now. Some people in this building need s...
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