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// 20 What Else Is There To Write? By Trenderhoof 
// Story: Poetry From Equestria And Beyond 
// by LyraAlluse 
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What Else Is There To Write?

By Trenderhoof

I was once told that I write too much about myself,
And less about more important ponies,
Like the mares and stallions reading my poems for example,
Which I tended to agree with,

So I tried writing poems from my friend’s point of view,
Or my mom’s perspective,
Heck, I even tackled getting inside the head of the neighbor’s dog,

But each poem was blank,
Void of thought or feeling,
A grey on grey space of hollow,
Because I found it hard to speak for other ponies,
When the only pony I've ever spoken for is myself.

So I go on writing the poems I know,
The ones about my life,
Which include all the stories I’m familiar with,
The legends I know so well because they are crafted by me,
But shaped by all the ponies in my life,

Even by the mares and stallions reading my poems,
Who are definitely more important than me,
And certainly have more interesting stories to tell than the ones I publish,

Stories like the one printed here in these words,
Captured by me, from my perspective,
A quiet ventriloquist for their need to protest.