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// Undetectable 
// Story: Equestrian Side Stories 
// by LOL3evee 
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Ill spoken truths roll through the hillsides
They run rampant through the towns
And brush past the shoulders of the schoolchildren as they pass on through the cracks in the old cellar
Slipping past the watchful eyes of the neighbors as their ill will seeps through the land like cool winter air
It leaves no trace of its presence
Not a shred of existence as it rolls on by