Peter Pan

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Memories came flooding in today
As I was cleaning the gleaming dust off my childhood

You lay there giggling calling me from the Neverland
Smiling, playing, flying and dancing with Tinkerbell

Dressed in autumn leaves and playing the song of our lost times
I sit down holding you, remembering our first meet up

That first touch, that milk spill were still fresh as always
Will you fly and bring me back to that time

I stand here frozen in dust of cosmos
Give me back my wonderful lovely self Wendy wanna fly

This time I will forge my Sword and rescue you for Captain Hook
To live is an awfully bigger adventure than dying

With teary eyes and bleeding heart I give you away
Why I grew up to lose you like this?

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