In the land of Neverbelieve
‘In the land of Neverbelieve, ’
In the land of Neverbelieve, I saw an old dusty doll waiting to be played with one last time.
In the land of Neverbelieve, I found a curious flower caught in a cloud of grey, below the mountains.
In the land of Neverbelieve, I could see trees dancing away in the breeze like a ballerina.
In the land of Neverbelieve, I heard the sound of a dinosaur stomping through the forest.
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