Come, my blossom. Join me on a journey
to the outer regions of Neverland.
We’ll glide across the universe
on gilded gossamer wings,
through wispy clouds of stardust
with kaleidoscopic plumes
of sunset’s iridescent aura
cascading over the edge of the sky.
We’ll sail on through the Milky Way
and constellations previously unknown,
until we reach the intersection
of Now and Forever,
where we can wash our dreams
in the river of life
and hang them to dry
on the horns of a crescent moon.
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