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A Time Lord and his TARDIS
Two hearts, broken in pieces
A Rose, left on the beach
A Donna, wiped off her memories
"You know the thing you need most of all?
You need a hand to hold"
But now the hand is gone
And the Doctor's bitter and cold
But Doctor, smile with all your broken hearts
Let everyone see the smile brighter than stars
And every time a new adventure starts
Take heart, be brace, and heal all your scars
