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This deer that I know

Likes to eat mushrooms

He told me

That lots of deer do

He said

Deer like magic

They seek them out

For lunch

On thursdays


The problem is


He identifies as a unicorn

And I don’t know how to talk to him about it

Yesterday he was a deer

And now

After a crazy trip

He’s a unicorn??


I respect him


I play pretend

He can believe he is anything

And it won’t bother me

When I told him that I wanted to be a fighter

He told me to go for it

And when I told him that I wanted to be a writer

He gave me a pen

And some mushrooms

So of course

I am going to support him

And his new identity as a unicorn


That’s what friends do

They support each other

So he is no longer a deer friend to me

He is just

A dear friend

Who also thinks he is a unicorn.


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