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S’io credesse che mia risposta fosse A persona che mai tornasse al mondo, Questa fiamma staria senza piu scosse.


Poetry Is A Choice · 2:52pm May 14th, 2018

A choice made for us
An inevitability laid down by fate
Compelled by destiny
Drawn by that rotting
Burning sword of verse
Held in inhuman hands
High above the garden
That narrow passage
Which separates here
From that eternal there
That held all innocence
And hope
And laughter
The joy of that first
Light of creation
Ever shining through
The angel-guarded gate.

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Thank you for the bookshelf add on Luna Wakes up to Marehood. I hope you really enjoy and if you do drop an upvote, a downvote if you don't, and if you leave your thoughts in the comments; I'll reply.

If you're interested in other stuff by me, check out Bone Daddy, as it is in the same vein. Through it is also under rewrites and expect to see those soon.

Maybe come out and hang out on discord if you want.

Thank you again,

I like the poem here in your last blog.

Thanks for adding "Luna's Foal" to your library.
I am so pleased that you liked the sequel as much as the original "Luna's Bump"!

Thankie for adding I Hear the Stars to your library. :twilightsmile:

Great to see you again and thanks for adding "Luna's Bump" to your library.
Hope to see you drop by again soon!

Thank you very much for the fave!

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