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I'll return to these rooms in years to come When the soul of the house has fled. I'll walk these doors, and pause on the stairs, And I'll lay once again in this bed.
I'll lay where I am and I'll close my eyes And feel the room as it was The shelves, the door, the uneven floor, The smells of the paint and the solvent and more, The window that never quite shut
So tonight I listen to winds as they sigh, To the breathing of people asleep nearby,
But if you haven't finished yet, don't give up. There's still space for late entries - you can put them in this folder. They won't be considered for judging, but they may still get some love.
Princess Celestia has inspired many writers, artists and poets over her centuries as both ruler and Princess of the Sun. Now she invites one pony to do a special task for her.
A tale of poetry, pornography, puns, printing presses and pretty pony princesses.
