Love has no desire but to fulfill itself. To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night. To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving

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That Minnesotan guy who has quickly gone from being a common brony to being an avid reader and editor, primarily for CommissarAJ and the amazing Price of Loyalty writers.