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// Sappy Thoughts 
// Story: The Wind Beneath My Wings 
// by WaitWhut 
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Reading through all three letters, she realised she really couldn’t convey how much they meant to her. A pang of sorrow hit her as she realised they probably wouldn’t be able to hang out as much as they got on with their respective lives. However, that was soon smothered by an overwhelming sense of pride.

These truly are my friends. Ponies I owe a lot to. Who rose me up when I was down, and, without them, she wouldn’t be up in the sky now.

They truly were the wind beneath my wings.

A chuckle and snort escaped her. Man, she couldn’t let them know she was getting sappy. They’d make fun of her.
Folding up the letters and putting them in addressed envelopes, she put them back into the chest to send off later, and went to take that shower.