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In the land of never believe, I imagined sleeping on the cold as ice floor.

In the land of never believe, I raced a roaring, sprinting, bright orange formula one car.

In the land of never believe, I dreamt  of a small as paper mouse motorway.

In the  land of never believe, I felt very Contentment as I ate a cheese cake better then any other food.

In the land of never believe, a giant  furry Yeti as tall as a house walked to me.

In the land of never believe, I felt the souring, roaring sound in my chest.

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