Age: 19
Moving On
Hop on a plane to forever,
jump on a train to remember
the times of joy and laughter that
come and go
in lifetimes
connected by threads of reality
and separated by dreams and illusion.
They leave at sunset - return at sunrise.
"All on board!" shouts the bearded man.
No one arrives.
They can't stand the pain
of living memories taht exist
in Never-Never Land.
So,
when you hear the whistle shout,
stop,
pick up your ticket,
hop on a bus to Disneyland
where dreams are reality
in technicolor.
Background: Better to have loved and lost...
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