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the horses

And all those four legged marching horses galloped but centaurs never made of them with rising speed they advance but as the fierce force raised I saw as the animalistic feet, hooves gradually took on the characteristics of man looking on I knew that which they had become horses of war in the flesh of my fellow human beings some fell before undergoing the change others thereafter a mix of bestial and humane cocktail of screams some of the human horses for naturally as they were human attempted to ride their former selves the dying did this profusely as the horses below them intermingled with their blood each turning into wood shelving steed and mounter complete with a slew of cabinets in the side that when surgical pulled out as shelves of such furniture are reveal the new , fresh army uniforms....

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One of Those Nights

One of Those Nights by p.b. wells Every groundball dropped. every pass slapped out of the air. every line that went limp mid-sentence. every note bent so bad the crowd winced. every cue blown like I was born to choke. They come back at 3 a.m.. the poems that should’ve been drowned at birth, the fights where I folded fast, the rejections that came form-letter efficient, all of it crawling out of the dark to kick me in the teeth. They don’t fade. they scratch, they bite, they piss on the rug and laugh while I choke on it all. The Admiral’s in my gut, sloshing gas, licking a match, whispering about the SR9 like it’s holy scripture. and hell, I almost buy it. one little squeeze and poof, the whole ugly circus goes quiet. I laugh, because it’s true. death sounds like bleach, like clean sheets, better than reruns of every fuck-up I ever made. But I don’t. I torch another joint instead, scorch my lungs, blow smoke at the ceiling like I’m charging

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Fare well, old friend

One more day One more mile One more haul Those were the days When the world Was young and brave One more turn One more minute One more pound Life is repetition Dawn and dusk Birth and death One more crack One more rest One more night Fare well, old man Your wings will bring Youth and joyous vigor One more day One more mile One more haul One more night.

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Camp Challenge 79 ep 2 Jousting

The next day, Mr. Plod got up, grabbed his pup pad, and call the campers to meet him at the field.Mr. Plod: Hello campers, how are you doing today?Sandy: Fine and dandy.Thunder: Ready for the first challenge.Mr. Plod: Okay campers, your first challenge is going to be jousting.Chansey: Jousting?Mr. Plod: Yes. One of you will be the horse and the others will get on top of each other and joust.Tails: Cool.Buford: Sounds like my kind of style.Conker: I'm gonna need better weapons.Sylvia: Well this will be interesting.Mr. Plod: Okay campers, we're gonna start this challenge. First head to your team and figure out how you're gonna do the joust.T...

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Camp Challenge 63 ep 9 Volcano hiking

The next day, Ms. Featherbon got up, grab her pup pad, and call the campers to meet her at the volcano.Ms. Featherbon: Hello campers, how are you doing today?Applejack: We're doing good.Minka: Yeah. Ready for our next challenge.Ms. Featherbon: Okay campers, your next challenge is going to be hiking around the Volcano. You will explore around the Volcano and see what you can find.Patch: Isn't that a little dangerous?Clifford: Don't worry Patch, we'll be fine.Nick: This should be a good start.Eve: I agree.Ms. Featherbon: Okay campers, before I let you start hiking, let me tell you which direction you'll take. Team Hope, you'll take the left ...

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Camp Challenge 200 ep 6 Food Truck Beach

The next day, Mung Daal got up, grabbed his pup pad, and call the campers to get to their food truck and get to the beach. Mung Daal: Hello campers, welcome to the beach. Danielle: Cool. Lucky Dearly: This is a good day to go surfing. Mung Daal: No one is surfing today. You'll all be serving foods. Now for this one, each of you will be serving treats. So it's not going to be a meal this time. Tanya Mousekewitz: Okay. Toulouse: I supposed we could all do that. Mung Daal: Okay, so just like before, start getting ready to open for business before the customers arrives. The campers nodded as they went to set everything up. Emily Elizabeth: Okay Clifford and Daffodil, since we're at the beach, I think it might be a good idea to sell cherry pie. Clifford: Actually Emily Elizabeth, Daffodil and I are gonna set a little entertainment for the audience. Daffodil: Yeah, we'll be doing hula dance. Clifford: Which we need to do a totem trench. Emily Elizabeth: Okay, have fun. So

riley19845

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Dear Charlie Kirk happy Kentucky Derby day

Happy Kentucky Derby day Charlie Kirk it’s your old pal Bobby hooves. Sorry I haven’t been able to write to you I just got done seeing that 1971 or 1970. cake of blood®️ at the classic movie theater. It was really good it had 4 terrifying tales. i liked the one with the vampires in it. anyway I heard about what happened at the dinner. agent nole said that Mr Allen is lucky to be alive. I don’t know what really happened there but the tabloids will say this happened and that happened. just like they said Mr nole was poisoned which wasn’t true it was just his time to go he just had a stroke. I have been playing Lego®️ Star Wars®️ Skywalker Saga with harmony she likes playing as Rey. I am playing to train for the new Batman®️ game. I saw one of the new Lego Batman sets it was an awesome but an expert level Lego model for agent nole to put together when he has time it’s the Batman logo. if I win a toy island raffle I won’t be getting that as a toy prize. we just got over Rachel joy Scott day

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Dear mr Rockwell

(a art museum creator is writing to Norman Rockwell.)Hello mr Rockwell I am Jenna artiste. thanks early for your contribution to are fine gallery. “Friendship meeting of pony an man after klebold and harris defeat” an a special version of the four freedoms for us I think you know what happened to miss Scott it’s a shame her joy is needed here just as on earth. but she is asset to both of us she had made this place possible especially to the blind. now about me and my family is into art and photography I am a great photographer. I still do it the old fashioned way in a dark room. but I need help. not with materials Rachel gets them from mr ...

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Dear Dolly Parton

Dear Dolly Parton I hoping you’re feeling better since what ever you had it’s too hard to pronounce. anyway I am Alice hooves and I am completely blind I will tell you more about me later. my deaf friend ginger pie is writing this to you. well I writing to you for funds for the library for new upgrades for the blind ponies. I’m am under Rachel cares®️ for disabilities. I am sure you’ve heard of her. she was a student at columbine high school. and she was the first victim of the shooting. I don’t know how she got here, but she is a tutor for snowball goddess Faust daughter and she and agent nole help us out. now about me I was once a basketball star at the school when we had it. now it’s just called learning. education here was not changed here because Rachel was killed. she wanted it to be good and free. of course we have schools for ponies that want big jobs like doctors and all. now I do read miss parton I read spider pony®️and super pony®️ in fact my friend uncle Ralph Baer. makes

DelaneytheDragon

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Horse Cuba x Horse Reader: Part 3: On the Beach

(Y/n): your name (c/c): coat color (e/c): eye color (m/c): mane/tail color (f/c): favorite color ~~ ~~A month later~~ “See? I told you it was worth it to get in the hot tub.” You and Carlos were currently wading slowly up and down the short stretch of bubbling water, almost like a miniature hot spring cut into the concrete. You were still outdoors, but a raised canopy was overhead to collect any leaves that came from above. Of course, there were always some leaves in there; the Cuban horse had also showed you the swimming pool his owner used, but you respected his wishes to not drink the water or enter it. Instead, you were enchanted by the strange, wonderful invention from humans. Carlos had his mane and tail unbraided before he entered, and his dark hair fanned around him and almost made him look supernatural in the bubbling, steaming mass. “This is one of the tricks the people use to help me if I ever pull a muscle or two,” he’d explained when you were still cautiously staring

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Horse Italy x Horse Reader: Part 2

(Y/n): your name (c/c): coat color (e/c): eye color (m/c): mane/tail color ~~Warning: Brief bad language~~ ~~ ~~A few weeks later~~ Ever since arriving here and living with Feli, you were gradually picking up new skills, words and behaviors to help you settle in. Or, rather, you were just trying to pretend that you were settling in. These humans were particularly relaxed compared to the ones who captured you or those at auction; they spent a lot of their time singing, strumming strange things the Italian horse had called instruments, and simply enjoying life no matter what they were doing. You had walked past the tack room while the door was open, ears flicking, and you had seen and heard a young man whistling jovially while he tended to a large saddle. Feli referred to them as friends, even if he didn’t know them very well. It was just in his nature: He trusted and cared about them, and they all reacted just as warmly when he allowed them to pet or groom him. Usually, though,

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Horse Greece x Horse Reader: Part 2

(Y/n): your name (c/c): coat color (e/c): eye color (m/c): mane/tail color ~~ ~~A month later~~ Things were going well at the little farm Heracles called home. Or at least as well as they could be, considering you were very homesick. Your brief discussion with Heracles had stirred something in you…something that you’d allowed to keep dormant and suppressed ever since the black stallion and the bay mare had found and kept you. By now, you weren’t sure if you missed your lost mother, your old herd, America itself or all three, but you wondered if, perhaps by sharing your own story, would Heracles be tempted to open himself to you? You decided the test that theory. A few days into your stay (which were a little boring, since all you did was eat, drink, sleep and run around until nightfall), you managed to grab Heracles’ attention when you were waiting for him outside of his stall. You were standing in front of Byzantine’s empty stall, pointing your muzzle at it like you were

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the horses

And all those four legged marching horses galloped but centaurs never made of them with rising speed they advance but as the fierce force raised I saw as the animalistic feet, hooves gradually took on the characteristics of man looking on I knew that which they had become horses of war in the flesh of my fellow human beings some fell before undergoing the change others thereafter a mix of bestial and humane cocktail of screams some of the human horses for naturally as they were human attempted to ride their former selves the dying did this profusely as the horses below them intermingled with their blood each turning into wood shelving steed and mounter complete with a slew of cabinets in the side that when surgical pulled out as shelves of such furniture are reveal the new , fresh army uniforms....

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One of Those Nights

One of Those Nights by p.b. wells Every groundball dropped. every pass slapped out of the air. every line that went limp mid-sentence. every note bent so bad the crowd winced. every cue blown like I was born to choke. They come back at 3 a.m.. the poems that should’ve been drowned at birth, the fights where I folded fast, the rejections that came form-letter efficient, all of it crawling out of the dark to kick me in the teeth. They don’t fade. they scratch, they bite, they piss on the rug and laugh while I choke on it all. The Admiral’s in my gut, sloshing gas, licking a match, whispering about the SR9 like it’s holy scripture. and hell, I almost buy it. one little squeeze and poof, the whole ugly circus goes quiet. I laugh, because it’s true. death sounds like bleach, like clean sheets, better than reruns of every fuck-up I ever made. But I don’t. I torch another joint instead, scorch my lungs, blow smoke at the ceiling like I’m charging

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Fare well, old friend

One more day One more mile One more haul Those were the days When the world Was young and brave One more turn One more minute One more pound Life is repetition Dawn and dusk Birth and death One more crack One more rest One more night Fare well, old man Your wings will bring Youth and joyous vigor One more day One more mile One more haul One more night.

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DaniellePuppyAllStar

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The next day, Mr. Plod got up, grabbed his pup pad, and call the campers to meet him at the field.Mr. Plod: Hello campers, how are you doing today?Sandy: Fine and dandy.Thunder: Ready for the first challenge.Mr. Plod: Okay campers, your first challenge is going to be jousting.Chansey: Jousting?Mr. Plod: Yes. One of you will be the horse and the others will get on top of each other and joust.Tails: Cool.Buford: Sounds like my kind of style.Conker: I'm gonna need better weapons.Sylvia: Well this will be interesting.Mr. Plod: Okay campers, we're gonna start this challenge. First head to your team and figure out how you're gonna do the joust.T...

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Camp Challenge 200 ep 6 Food Truck Beach

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Dear Charlie Kirk happy Kentucky Derby day

Happy Kentucky Derby day Charlie Kirk it’s your old pal Bobby hooves. Sorry I haven’t been able to write to you I just got done seeing that 1971 or 1970. cake of blood®️ at the classic movie theater. It was really good it had 4 terrifying tales. i liked the one with the vampires in it. anyway I heard about what happened at the dinner. agent nole said that Mr Allen is lucky to be alive. I don’t know what really happened there but the tabloids will say this happened and that happened. just like they said Mr nole was poisoned which wasn’t true it was just his time to go he just had a stroke. I have been playing Lego®️ Star Wars®️ Skywalker Saga with harmony she likes playing as Rey. I am playing to train for the new Batman®️ game. I saw one of the new Lego Batman sets it was an awesome but an expert level Lego model for agent nole to put together when he has time it’s the Batman logo. if I win a toy island raffle I won’t be getting that as a toy prize. we just got over Rachel joy Scott day

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Dear mr Rockwell

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Dear Dolly Parton

Dear Dolly Parton I hoping you’re feeling better since what ever you had it’s too hard to pronounce. anyway I am Alice hooves and I am completely blind I will tell you more about me later. my deaf friend ginger pie is writing this to you. well I writing to you for funds for the library for new upgrades for the blind ponies. I’m am under Rachel cares®️ for disabilities. I am sure you’ve heard of her. she was a student at columbine high school. and she was the first victim of the shooting. I don’t know how she got here, but she is a tutor for snowball goddess Faust daughter and she and agent nole help us out. now about me I was once a basketball star at the school when we had it. now it’s just called learning. education here was not changed here because Rachel was killed. she wanted it to be good and free. of course we have schools for ponies that want big jobs like doctors and all. now I do read miss parton I read spider pony®️and super pony®️ in fact my friend uncle Ralph Baer. makes

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Horse Cuba x Horse Reader: Part 3: On the Beach

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Horse Greece x Horse Reader: Part 2

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the horses

One of Those Nights

Fare well, old friend

Camp Challenge 79 ep 2 Jousting

Camp Challenge 63 ep 9 Volcano hiking

Camp Challenge 200 ep 6 Food Truck Beach

Dear Charlie Kirk happy Kentucky Derby day

Dear mr Rockwell

Dear Dolly Parton

Horse Cuba x Horse Reader: Part 3: On the Beach

Horse Italy x Horse Reader: Part 2

Horse Greece x Horse Reader: Part 2

the horses

One of Those Nights

Fare well, old friend

Camp Challenge 79 ep 2 Jousting

Camp Challenge 63 ep 9 Volcano hiking

Camp Challenge 200 ep 6 Food Truck Beach

Dear Charlie Kirk happy Kentucky Derby day

Dear mr Rockwell

Dear Dolly Parton

Horse Cuba x Horse Reader: Part 3: On the Beach

Horse Italy x Horse Reader: Part 2

Horse Greece x Horse Reader: Part 2

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the horses

One of Those Nights

Fare well, old friend

Camp Challenge 79 ep 2 Jousting

Camp Challenge 63 ep 9 Volcano hiking

Camp Challenge 200 ep 6 Food Truck Beach

Dear Charlie Kirk happy Kentucky Derby day

Dear mr Rockwell

Dear Dolly Parton

Horse Cuba x Horse Reader: Part 3: On the Beach

Horse Italy x Horse Reader: Part 2

Horse Greece x Horse Reader: Part 2