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 "Sweet Celestia! Is that who I think it is?"   "It has to be, look at the cutie mark!"  "What is she doing here?" The murmuring continued of the station platform and into Ponyville  Free Write tried not to blush as she kept her head down and walked along the streets to find her new abode. As she felt the tension of the other ponies following her from a distance, her stomach growled and the sweet smell of pumpkin filled her nostrils. Perhaps a sweet would help settle my nerves she thought and followed the sweet aroma to a shop called Sugar-Cube Corner. The bell jingled a friendly hello as Free Write entered the quaint little shop, only to

Abused Mother Goose Chelsey May Hush my baby,   In the dark we’re safe.   The moon is a guide to your dream gate. So full of hope may it take you far; to a land of peace my faded star. Beware the day   the true monsters come with rivers of lies from their silver-tongues. Embrace the silence,   Our hero and guard. There is no sound then there is no harm. Innocent and pure I am no more Traded for lessons   I never asked for. To you I bless my knowledge, my dear. To keep you from feeling my weakness and fear. Passion and love   are not the same.   Love forgives you, passion puts blame. Your fault for the dishes. Yo

Nursery Rhyme Hush my baby,   the darkness is safe.   The moon be a lady   that opens the gate, To hopes and dreams.   May she take you far   to a future of peace   my fading star. Beware the day   the true monsters come. To lead you astray   with their silver-tongues. Embrace the shadow,   he’s the safest guard   from stranger or beaux   he keeps us from harm. Passion and love   are not the same.   Love forgives you, passion puts blame. Night is the makeup   that covers me best.   Please don’t act up Daddy needs his rest.