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To him who floats in midair
Who carried me with ease To him who conquers pirates Across the seven seas Appearing from my window On those sleepless nights To him whose very shadow Was nestled in my arms I would forget our Neverland My never-growing prince Discarding all my fairy dusts I’ve treasured ever since It’s time to leave the youth we shared I’d take the harder way With curtains closed, and dreamless sleep We conclude our play So pray take heed, for one last time Farewell, my cherished friend. Tinker Bell, I envy not Great stories ought to end.
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