A dreamer. A dreamer in the TARDIS. She ran but no one can run forever. But memories, oh, those run and never loose their breath. They fill our veins and steal our blood and keep us fighting. They make our heart beat for the centuries, even when we’re already below the ground our feet step on. They beat in the same beat of the songs that will be sung about a dreamer who saw the whole of creation and moved on. Hearts will beat, children will sing and memories will live on forever.

A dreamer. A dreamer in the TARDIS. She ran but no one can run forever. But memories, oh, those run and never loose their breath. They fill our veins and steal our blood and keep us fighting. They make our heart beat for the centuries, even when we’re already below the ground our feet step on. They beat in the same beat of the songs that will be sung about a dreamer who saw the whole of creation and moved on. Hearts will beat, children will sing and memories will live on forever.

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