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I Want To Be Peter Pan

The creation of man you want to make god laugh make a plan we are built by his hands our hand is like his hand hell or heaven the promise land you know what I really cant stand is those who have it all and still demand what I could do with a hundred grand bring my family back together like a broken rock band have a family reunion like a clan eating watermelon chilling under the fan this life is what you make it I call that Peter Pan Peter Pan take me to Neverland so I can be the man I want to be the man that I imagine I am Peter Pan. -TA

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