All twelve,
No, all thirteen!
Flying above Gallifrey,
To save the day.
It's burning
Or freezing,
A time lock,
Safely hidden from the ticking clock.
Calling out to
The future past and present.
Changing time,
And personal time lines.
Thirteen all together,
Saving the day,
From a common foe;
The Daleks.
A hundred million times
To get it right,
Bad Wolf girl,
Hidden, waiting to unfurl.
Only a matter of time,
Until Gallifrey rose.
It began
When he ran.
Far from his home,
Seeking a new road,
But all ways heading the same,
A journey through pain.
To call all thirteen,
And in ancient song,
Announce the truth:
They are going home.
Breaking every rule of time
To save his people,
Of Gallifrey.
All thirteen have come, to rewrite history.
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The Day of the Doctor [Poetry]
FanfictionIt's taken me so many үεαяs, so many ℓιғεтιмεs, but at last I know where I'm gσιηg. Where I've always been gσιηg. нσмε. тнε ℓσηg ωαү αяσυη∂. [The Day of the Doctor] Doctor Who Poetry Collection (#1) - 50th Special. Completed: 9/7/14