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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Peter Pan by James M. Barrie: but it was real now, and there were no night-lights, and it was
getting darker every moment, and where was Nana?
They had been flying apart, but they huddled close to Peter
now. His careless manner had gone at last, his eyes were
sparkling, and a tingle went through them every time they touched
his body. They were now over the fearsome island, flying so low
that sometimes a tree grazed their feet. Nothing horrid was
visible in the air, yet their progress had become slow and
laboured, exactly as if they were pushing their way through
hostile forces. Sometimes they hung in the air until Peter had
beaten on it with his fists.
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