
Canterlot Seven
So every Sunday I pick up the paper, and every Sunday I regret it. This is the story of a mare who wanted to be a star.
I have a morning ritual, and every day the newspaper spoils it.
I keep on hearing about these Mares who've been killed. And it really starts to get upsetting.
She just wanted to sing… Probably would have made it too….
Damn.
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