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This all started out as a dream, a dream that actually included the start of this poem itself. In the dream, the weeping angels were out to get me, I was trapped in an apartment, I could hear one of the younger angels back and forth across the air vent above, I was looking at the barricaded door knowing one was out there. And in the sequence, this came out. It chilled me to the bone as I finished it.
Doctor Who © BBC
This poem © Me (Vanbael)
Doctor Who © BBC
This poem © Me (Vanbael)
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