In Neverland's realm, where dreams reside,
A tale unfolds, where innocence died.
Peter Pan, the eternal youth,
His spirit soared, his heart soothed.
But time's cruel grasp, it does not yield,
And fate's decree, no soul can shield.
The boy who refused to age or grow,
Now faces a destiny he must bestow.
No more flights on Pixie Dust's embrace,
No more wild adventures in magical space.
The Lost Boys weep, their leader's end,
As shadows gather, their hearts contend.
Wendy mourns the loss of a cherished friend,
Her childhood hero, now brought to an end.
Tinker Bell's light, it flickers and wanes,
A world once enchanted, forever changed.
For Peter Pan, the curtain now falls,
His spirit fades as Neverland calls.
But in our hearts, his essence remains,
A symbol of dreams, where youth sustains.
Oh, Peter Pan, your legacy shall endure,
A reminder of dreams that once were pure.
Though death may claim you, your spirit lives on,
In the hearts of those who still believe in the dawn.
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