Peter - Twenty

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Wendy,

I begin to fly to you

but I see every star

around me and the

universe is too huge

to grow up when I

don't have to and then

I won't get the chance

to see it all.

If you wanted me, you

would find me. Right?

Tinkerbell reminds me

that you cannot fly.

Since when is she on

your side of this?

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