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When I lie in bed at night I think about being Wendy. I stand at the windowsill over looking the city as it twinkles and shines with more brilliance and splendor than the heavens above. Winters breath pushes my nightgown close against my body and suddenly I take flight. Fueled by desire for a boy whom I can never have, I cut through the cosmos at the speed of light. His heart, a Neverland and my destination, more hidden and uncharted than any adventure I can yet understand.

{Yashica A. Medium Format. Kodak 400tx}