I miss the way I am before
the way I smile
the way I laugh
and make the sun goes up and shine
In which the eyes brighten
the corners of the mouth turn up
and those laughs that make music in my ears
How euphoric my soul is
I've been on cloud nine a lot of times
where I make my own Utopias
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Neverland
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