viii- Fleeting wisps
Peter peter spends all his time in an inn
Peter peter has blue hairs on his chin
His eyes hold ebbs of midnight
Bones hopeless, riddled with blight
Hollowness hidden under hollowness
Lost boys flee neverland in distress
Peter peter cold down to his bones
Peter peter does nothing but groans.
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