i am the voice of never, never land, the innocence of dreams from every man, i am the empty grave of peter pan, a soaring kite against the blue, blue sky, every chimney, every moonlit sight, i am the story that will read you real, every memory that you hold dear. i am the journey, i am the destination, i am the whole mad tale, that grieves you away to taste the night, free and loose we fly!
follow the madness, how do you know what's real?
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imaginarium, a dream emporium, caress the tales and they will dream you real, a storyteller's hame, lips that intoxicate, the core of all life is a limitless chest of tales... (L)
(Barni voltam. :D)
olyanszép. *-* [ én meg rékus, de kiírja ám a neved. =D ]
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