she had told him
that never was an awfully long time and he said that never was the blink of an eye.
second star to the right is where they flew. and
by morning, they ended up
on the isle of dreams.
there was, and
would always be , an isle of dreams.
and this, this,
was the one
which belonged to
the girl with the
soul that matched
the lost boy's own.
she had whispered
that the gift had
always, always, always,
belonged to the bleeding
boy on deck of a pirate
ship, and she was right.
she knows that n e v e r is an awfully
long time, and she
knows that the
boy flying away from
her window will never be coming back.
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