Finding it Again

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I'm in the real world and Wendy's back in Neverland. As I fly, I notice things I've never seen before. Stuff like the feeling of when she's not there. And the feeling of wanting to get back to her again. I notice people and their loves. I notice pigeons and doves. I notice halls and classes. I notice jobs and taxes. I notice things that make me want to find Neverland again. I need to fly back.

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