I dreamed I met a Gallifreyan
A most peculiar man
He had that box you very rarely find
The timey wimey kind
I asked him to say what had happened
Where it had begun
But then this man
He merely took my hand
And smiled and told me:
"Run."
Then next the room was full
Of foes and cybermen
They came to change this man
Delete, upgrade and cage
That intellect and rage
Then I saw the girl who had waited
Dying for this man
At least she died remembering his name
And Moffat is to blame.
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FILKING WHO?
"Pilot's Dream / Man from Gallifrey," or, what happens when even a few of my brothers and I unite after a long absence.
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