'In the old days at home the Neverland had always begun to look a little dark and threatening by bedtime. Then unexplored patches arose in it and spread, black shadows moved about in them, the roar of the beasts of prey was quite different now, and...
all the barman and i am a darling and a lamb and a carcass for men older than my dad to stare at and why is that; my corpse so fresh and delightful as all that --
i don't dream of anything good anymore and i wonder: do you even sleep at all? sure your camel eye isn't cracked from sleepless nights and i wake up all the time, praying that you would sleep so then maybe i could sleep too.
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