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It's been eight years, eleven months, and eighteen days
And so very much has changed
We used to paint the world with love and tolerance
But now our palette's full of grey

And while I still have faith in ponykind
And I still hum the old tunes
I've grown so tired of this fight that just drags on
It seems the lessons that we've learned have all but gone

Long ago a wise mare wrote some humbling words
Celebrating differences
And if she was here, I'd bet that she'd be ashamed
To see what we've become

And while the happy thoughts of long lost days
Have since faded into black
A new day dawns with hope that we may change
And maybe learn from all our past mistakes

Celestia, I hope that day
Isn't too far away


from The End of the World, released September 28, 2019


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Hey! I'm Forest Rain. I produce alternative, pop/punk, and orchestral music, sing, paint, and narrate fanfictions. I love nature, art, music, and the use of technology for good!

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