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Tears lap at the beach
Of the last place you meet; the place you say
Goodbye. Burning up a sun to
End.
The thing you never wanted to.
Hope already dead, while
Evening fast approaches; too late to save
Rose.
Only to lose you to more than
Regeneration.
Not to lose but to get used to the
Other Doctor that is and always is
The Doctor.
Always travelling with him
Through time and space.
Abandoned and
Left alone and far away from your
Love.