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“And running, falling, fighting,
we will watch them,
in darkened rooms of death,
on streets of stone:
This Doctor,
wounded far
from Queen and Country;
This Puzzle Solver,
brilliant,
but alone.
Though tales may break our hearts
and leave us yearning,
Though madmen rise from hell
to seek their ends,
We’ll watch in bliss
each story’s slow unfolding;
of these two
partners,
brothers,
lovers,
friends.”