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In a land of Neverbelieve

‘In the land of Neverbelieve, ’

 

In the land of Neverbelieve, I found a fluffy sheep on its return from the moon joyfully dancing.

 

In the land of Neverbelieve, I saw an energetic eagle rip through the sky like a fighter chasing its prey. 

 

In the land of Neverbelieve, I heard a lost boy sobbing as he searched for his loving mum. His eyes scanned the streets like searchlights trying to spot the enemy.  

 

In the land of Neverbelieve, I tasted the vile venom of a hairy spider. 

 

In the land of Neverbelieve, I touched the jagged, snow capped mountains which frown down on the packed city.

 

In the land of Neverbelieve, I discovered a giant man playing ‘hop-scotch’ over houses.

 

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