Green Mile
The widest of eyes
Show more than just blue
The joy of surprise
When things are brand new
A beautiful style
Of receiving this world
But beyond your green mile
You’ll cease to twirl
You’ll say goodbye
To Peter Pan
Forgetting to fly
Let loose my hand
Santa won’t stop
Won’t even look twice
Once you’ve forgot
The three blind mice
But this moment of time
I breathe it all in
I’ll walk this fine line
Resisting harsh wind
I’ll balance, my dear
Again and again
As long as it holds
I’ll never give in
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