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.
Despite tough incidents that occurred during the day, I am still here. And for that we are happy. The way my tree is lit just fills me with...
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