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"If only Neverland never ended,"
he muttered with crumbs 

in his beard
He looked like a secret
that had lost its wings
And I wanted to look into his eyes
But his eyes were wrinkled shut.
All I found was the

moment 

they said I
“wouldn't hurt a fly,"
so I started to
treat people like insects.