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// in ponyland 
// Story: the supreme? 
// by liondragon 
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He travelled the ponies’ land until he found them in their capital near a museum. And they went to check it out.  On the wall of that was a partially burned charred and torn piece of parchment. They asked the curator why that was. “Some phoenixes, dragons, ponies and people thought it was theirs.  No one knew who the real owner of the parchment was. Some say someone called Jack. Many say the one’s with an hourglass, a balance or stars as a cutie mark. Others say it’s J.W. So they agreed on putting it in a museum within a few weeks it will again travel and then stay where it will hang for three months. And so it will travel for nine months and then return here where it belongs if you ask me. So what do you think?” he spoke. Jack smiling said: “we haven’t seen read it jet but you explained with great passion and understanding of this mater and that is what important is. Don’t you all agree?” they all nodded in agreeing. Due to the odd question and the way they replied to him the curator forgot to ask their names. They read it and there stood. 

Hourglass hourglass 
Twisting turning,
Running burning
With passion as the super-novas you've seen 
Frightened like the people you've beaten,
Alone like some places you've been.
Heroic trying to be stoic
With your loyal sonic.

balance like you never leaned over the edge of hate and regret 
Never open always closed only opening your hart to those who don't .....
Clearing the air by telling or thinking of a story.  faith you say is in once own hand even in a distant land
World or dimension only relieving your own tension.

Stars bright show a magnificent light and are most beautiful together in a patron or form working together nothing can't be done. moving will never be a problem if you remember home and it's true meaning. You need to find your one ..... And it won't be shown. Above all time will tell if you did good or didn't end well

Overall all of the above remember these words not to scare not to dare but to ...... good or bad are things your head interprets because all isn't black or white. Goals never met or stories told bad. A past of terror or honor all will pass or have passed over time.

Didn't this start as a rhyme.

J.W.

To see or be remembered by all.

Later Jack 

Jack and the Doctor stood flabbergasted, Twilight wondering and Celestia didn't get it and don't mind that. Each of them thought about their verses and the last. Above all they thought about who J.W. was. In the meanwhile Celestia tried to touch all of their shoulders at once. This was especially hard without wings now she had to maintain her balance on one foot this was particularly hard because she was only walking for a few weeks not only did she fall and with this succeeded in her goal. But also set of the alarm. So instead of doing an exhausting chase they just teleported their way out. And walked to the portal this journey took a few days. They said the word and the portal opened before their eyes. The walked through it only to notice they had been gone for a few seconds.