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With baited Breath: Empress Fantasia of Hive Cresting
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In the end (short poem)
In the end,
I will be me and you will be you.
I will be a brony and you will be an anti-brony.
In the end,
people are allowed to like what they like as long as no one is hurt.
In the end,
you cannot have a wrong opinion, despite someone trying to say that you do.
In the end,
I am not ashamed of being a brony and I honestly couldnt care less if you think I should be.
In the end,
we will never see each others faces so none of it even matters.
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This is literally the best poem I have ever thought of.
Why am I not unbanned yet?
I havent been in chat for a month .-.
YOU CANNOT STOP MY FUN!