The poem from the end of the newest episode of Doctor Who.

What's in that mirror, or the corner of your eye?
What's that footstep following, never passing by?
Perhaps they're all just waiting, perhaps when we're all dead out their come a slithering from

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The poem from the end of the newest episode of Doctor Who. What's in that mirror, or the corner of your eye? What's that footstep following, never passing by? Perhaps they're all just waiting, perhaps when we're all dead out their come a slithering from


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