DREAMING

DESTINY IS NEVERLAND AND NEVERLAND IS DESTINY . 

PEN-PROLAY.

INK-ANANYA. 

S.V.O

DREAMING

The joy of the little heart ,
little  heart to never be hurt ,
but someday and somehow was burnt ,
may be to love and live again ,
through the  sorrow and through the  pain.

It knocked me and my mind,
took me to the northern wind.
the wind to be blown and blow ,
but never it was to show ,
Neither to the world nor even  to you,
someday my entity knocked me,
it  was on your feet ,  like morning dew.

PROLAYSANKARDEYSVO

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