Yet we’re
still riding wild horses, suffering dull pain and arches. Staged ques,
unfairness and villains. And I still can’t feel bitter about it or treat you
unkind. As broken faith leaves tears, dreams of lies, sins and the ponies that
connects them… It’s time to dismount.
It’s time
to find a cutie mark.
Together.
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