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// Poem for Derpy 
// Story: Pony Poems 
// by alafoel 
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I know what it’s like,
to go through names like they’re seasons.
to go through seasons like they’re nothing.
to never hear a word form from your own mouth.

I know what all of it’s like.
I know what most of it’s like -
How?
and indulge me here -
how do you
pick
your
self
up
and keep going?
Every single time?

How do you
dust
your
self
off
without losing faith?

I know you can’t tell me.

I know you won’t tell me.

For one night,
just once,
I wish I’d fall asleep…

and wake up as you.