you make a list
of all the people
you are going to bring
salt water taffy to
when you return from your
annual trek to the beach.
these are the people
you don't like.
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About Me
- Stephen Chute
- west springfield, virginia, United States
- these are all FICTIONAL stories and characters and are in no way representative of any real experiences in my or anyone else's life. any similarities are purely coincidental, except for the dog poems.
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