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Goodnight Matt Smith.

Goodnight Eleven.

Goodnight Amelia.

Goodnight Rory.

Goodnight River.

Goodnight bowtie and fish fingers and custard and clumsy space giraffe and “yowza” and things that are cool (when you made them cool yourself) and goodbye to fantastic speeches and childish humor and cold dark Oncoming Storm.

Goodnight and sleep tight. We’ll miss you for all of time.

“Legs! I’ve still got legs!! Good. Arms, hands. Ooh, fingers. Lots of fingers. Ears? Yes. Eyes: two. Nose… eh, I’ve had worse. Chin – blimey! Hair… I’m a girl! No! No! I’m not a girl! And still not ginger! There’s something else. Something… important, I’m… I’m-I’m… Ha-ha! Crashing! Geronimo!!“

“I will not forget one line of this. Not one day. I swear. I will always remember when the Doctor was me.”