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Jakub Zoltowski
Poems
May 31
Catching ghosts.
His legs twisted, his fingers clicked.
His eyes were green.
Tardis took a leap. And a man fell.
He grasped the handle. Touched the console. And screamed.
Geronimo.
I am inpatient.
You always are - The voices. -
Clever boy ...
I am not clever, only a touch of idea grasped his memory.
You clever boy.
Die ! Die ! Die ! - The wasp -
Sometimes, You need to take life in your hands, you astounding pretty girl. - The Doctor -
I want to be brave - A memory -
I want to be ...
I don't want to.
I can't give You much. Because I myself am nothing. - Clara -
The tardis signal turned red.
The whole console room became black and red.
It can't.
Oh yes it can Doctor.
Doctor? Who.
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Jakub Zoltowski
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