.not.anymore.
.PETER.PAN.NO.MORE.
I ran into the pillows
of naive fantasies
and subtle innocence
I fly with the big balloon
for sweet longing
and magical escape
I jump with the blue giant frog
to the hidden wilderness
and forbidden adventures
I go to the end of the rainbow
in search of colorful mysteries
and golden desires
I talk to the teddy bear
with great passion
and real amazement
I slide in my little finger
with no trace of fear
and no mark of worry
I wake up in my big saggy bed
with the happy sun telling me
"wake up! you're peter pan no more"
I ran into the pillows
of naive fantasies
and subtle innocence
I fly with the big balloon
for sweet longing
and magical escape
I jump with the blue giant frog
to the hidden wilderness
and forbidden adventures
I go to the end of the rainbow
in search of colorful mysteries
and golden desires
I talk to the teddy bear
with great passion
and real amazement
I slide in my little finger
with no trace of fear
and no mark of worry
I wake up in my big saggy bed
with the happy sun telling me
"wake up! you're peter pan no more"
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