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I've been meaning to draw ponies having an outdoor tea party for some time. The mundanity is surreal. Wish I was there, but like as a 90 year old wizard. I'd be small and compact, just enjoying the peace. Maybe even die there listening to the soft chirping of the summer birds, while two pretty mares chat about sweet nothings. That is the ultimate existence. My final quest.
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