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"Okay." She said, licking his cheek affectionately. Her patches gleamed in the setting sun, and her mane and tail were flowing gorgeously in the breeze.
 
The mare walked up to Primrose. "What's wrong? You need to be groomed, you're filthy right now." She said softly, grooming her again.
 
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"I dun wunnuh be gwoomed!" she announced. "Pweeeaaassseeee dunt!"
 
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