I walked away from the Last Great Time War. I marked the passing of the Time Lords. I saw the birth of the universe and I watched as time ran out, moment by moment, until nothing remained. No time. No space. Just me. 

“I got dressed this morning. For myself.
Put on eye liner. for myself.

Put on my favorite red lipstick. for myself.

Showed a bit of skin. for myself
I wanted to be beautiful. For myself.”

It’s okay, Oliver. It’s alright, sweetheart. You’re home, you’re home.

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