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Book of Pinkieism, page 1
Once upon a time, in a far off, magical land called Equestria, lived a little pink pony called Pinkie Pie. Pinkie Pie was the most special of all the ponies in Ponyville, because -
Hello, Pinkie Pie.
"I heard you talking about me! Were you, were you, were you? Huh, huh, huh?"
Yes. As a matter of fact, I was about to tell a story about you.
"Ooooh, is it the super secret super special super story about how I got my cool powers?"
"Oh, I just can't wait to hear it!"
Hold that thought, Pinkie. I think I'm going to need a little bit of help...
SolaceShe never slept well in the dark,
not without the children of the sun and moon
to guide her weary lids home.
Guided by the aftermath, she was always two steps behind.
What did the world look like to the girl who had been through it all?
Braved the heaviest of storms,
yet skipping over cracks in the pavement.
They said her eyes were the wisps of clouds before the storm.
To him they were reflections of pages overlooked.
She said it was like she lived the life of someone she had never met.
Laid out to dry, yesterdays news.
He knew her as the girl who was built to never collapse.
He wished he was too.
He loved her more than words could say, and yet her pain was such,
that at times, he feared she wouldn’t make it.
But on nights like these, even when it threatened to consume her,
he became convinced that somehow she would.
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