I dream...
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I dream of tribes united.
Of the warmth of hearth and heart.
Of new families and old friendships, reconciled.
The cold steals the life of this land, now defiled.
The arguments: from whence did they start?
Hearts broken, minds divided.
I dream of Equestria.
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I dream of chaos, of freedom let wild.
But I am not a linear being. I see in my future, my true heart's desire:
A connection to value.
But I'm stuck, truth to tell you.
In a linear time. For it, I must suffer, it seems fate has conspired.
That is why I am a demon, my child.
I dream of Equestria.
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I had no choice. I had no choice.
Bonds broken, used as a weapon.
Wounds meant for me.
... I hate myself, don't you see?
I'll regret every last second.
One Thousand years. I had no choice.
My waking hours, I hide the pain in my voice.
Sleep will not come, for she was the Dream Mare. At her command, rest beckons.
But she was more: she's my everything. I just want her returned to me.
I dream of Equestria.
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The poison taint, of fury, and wrath, and rage.
Too late I saw the terror I hath made.
Begone, my shadow! I renounce thee!
But too late. All of the land I see.
For my hate, this is the price to be paid.
The cold. The dark. I have nowhere to flee.
I want to go back! I want to make amends!
I want her warmth! I want to have friends!
I dream of Equestria.
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Of a mentor, so great, of a future, my life, and country she commands.
I work to gain her praise and to deserve her guidance.
Nothing else, but her. Nothing else comes equal to matter.
The nobles, feeding off the lesser, grow greedy and fatter.
Of them, I have no interest-- save for BBBFF, and Cadence.
But, I do wonder if there's someone else, of whom I can make friends?
I dream of Equestria.
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It's every girl's right to dream, as it is for boys.
I dream of a Prince, the royal kiss to my lips.
I'm not ashamed of my birth, of my humble beginnings.
I know I seem vapid, vain, of treating hearts like toys.
But I work to bring out beauty, from the heart to tail's tips.
I hope you don't think it some weak penance for sinning.
I dream of all finding their heart's joys.
Of grace when life dips.
And chivalry in act when they are winning.
I dream of Equestria.
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Fast.
Speed.
Go faster.
This burning need.
Nothing to hold me back.
No need to cut others slack.
Except...
You see...
That's just not really me.
Nor something I can let be.
I want somepony to be there alongside.
Somepony I count on, along for the ride.
I want to be counted on. To be trusted. One they can rely.
I want someone I can share everything under the big blue sky.
I dream of Equestria.
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Warm. Safe. Gentle. Soft.
A tiny smile, when I touch with my hoof.
The breath of life, and the beat of the heart.
I shy away from others, their voices makes me start.
Others build walls, but I cannot be so aloof.
When I hurt, I hide in my loft.
My animal friends-- make no mistake, I love them!
But, there’s some things they just cannot send.
A feeling of acceptance among my own kind.
I have a need for it-- the lack, puts me in a bind.
Is there somewhere safe, where I can be around other ponies?
Someplace where I won't be afraid? Somewhere just for me?
I dream of Equestria.
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Family, taken before their time.
A little sister, her upbringing, that charge is mine.
A farm, I must make sure runs fine.
From the back fence, to the front sign.
I tried to go on my own.
Perhaps find some throne.
But I felt in my bone:
There's no place like home.
I dream of Equestria.
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My other self; a filly so sad.
Sometimes she gets jealous. Sometimes mad.
I act childish, to try to be her.
To be a silly little bundle of fur.
We talk, you know. She and I.
I try to make her smile. But she'll just sigh.
A smile I just find really important.
I think it is her true want.
So that's what I do: show by example.
Bring the joy to her: fulfilling and ample.
I dream of Equestria.
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I dream of a place.
Where Friendship is Magic.
Of a new world, new people, new sights and finds.
There's a problem, I'll share, that is, if you don't mind.
Something simple, yet tragic.
That perhaps may make it a waste.
This world, born of stardust and chance.
Where those in power make you take a stance.
Where there is no magic, I fear.
Where delusions, many revere.
I fear this world, of all the pain it contains.
And I fear the people, who don't use their brains.
"Dreams don't pay the bills!" in their assuredness they say.
"You must work the grind! You must pay your own way!"
I toil without pause, because when I stop to think.
I feel I miss something. I feel there's a broken link.
I worry about where I'm going. Of where it might all end.
Of what I am doing: It drives me around the bend.
I never made well with others.
Many seemed like just a bother.
Even as I searched for a significant other.
Of something more, of something fulfilling, I wish I could find.
Of adventure, of life, of an escape from the grind.
Of Laughter, Loyalty, Generosity
And Magic, Kindness, and Honesty.
The sacred place of my dreams.
I think it would be just the place for me.
Tear reality's fabric at the seams:
And reach the world of My Little Pony.
I dream of Equestria.
Author's Note
I'm sure you can guess who's who.
