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Oh David, the Tennant of my heart,
How I yearn for the whisper of of sweet Scottish nothings in my ear; wrapped in the warm embrace of your sweater-clad arms. I wish to travel with you through all time and space, living among the stars; those of which could never burn as bright as my love for you.
By Found Family In FandomOh David, the Tennant of my heart,
How I yearn for the whisper of of sweet Scottish nothings in my ear; wrapped in the warm embrace of your sweater-clad arms. I wish to travel with you through all time and space, living among the stars; those of which could never burn as bright as my love for you.