You can try.

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 Horses scare me. Yet during childhood, I adored them. They do not adore me. The like to stamp on my feet, blow in my face, and shit in the middle of the road. The adoration wore off after a few weeks of this. So I gave up on horses. My Little Pony and I remained friends, however. I can brush her mane without being scared she’ll bite my fingers off

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I'm having a hard time identifying how these 3 things are tied together.

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Hah, I had a hard time finding a way to tie them together, coincidentally. So I just decided that each one was something they carried with them at all times, and didn't really let go of. It's overly simple, I know.

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whoops. wrong journal entry.

I don't know. I like how this turned out, without trying to find something in common.