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Let the TARDIS die. Just let this old box gather dust. No one can open it, no one will even notice. Let it become a strange thing standing on a street corner. And over the years the world will move on and the box will be buried. -Ninth Doctor, Parting of the Ways
I have a Tardis on a cloud. I like to go there in my sleep. Aren't any apples for me to eat. Not in my Tardis on a cloud. There is a lady all in blue. Holds me and says I'm the Tardis blue. She's nice to see and real to touch and she says My Doctor, I love you very much...