Green above
Green below
A hole-filled canopy
Misty gold shinning through
An old rope
Tied to the sycamore
Stopping at a wooden seat
Children's memories
Swinging in the breeze
Remembering to forget
About reality
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Tales of a Neverland Lost Girl
General FictionThese are a collection of short stories, poems, monologues and whatever else I like that have been trapped in my head for a while. Xoxo
