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In the land of Neverbelieve

In the Land of Neverbelieve

In the land of the Neverbelieve , I saw a three-head gigantic terrifying bulldog that was barking at the mice shadows scurrying past.

 

In the land of the Neverbelieve , I heard the roaring shadow- clawed creature, which was stomping through the mythical forest.

 

In the land of Neverbelieve , I tasted the sweet orange sunset caramel melting in my mouth.

 

In the land of Neverbelieve , I saw the devil’s soul as dark as the night’s apocalyptic moon which was disintegrating every second.

 

In the land of the Neverbelieve ,I captured the Grim Reaper as dead as a zombie virus slaying the souls of his enemies….

 

In the land of the Neverbelieve , I smelled the gorgeous , magnificent scent of  the blood moon , red , ruby rose which was hypnotising me from the scent.

 

In the land of the Neverbelieve , I felt the feather of the guardian angel’s wings flapping as majestic as a royal queen serving for her country with open arms.

 

In the land of the Neverbelieve , I hear the mythical call of the blood-red phoenix gliding through the volcanoes gas flying in the sky.

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