her eyes,
dipped in brown
ink
glimmer wet
with morning light.
her soft
cheeks, her rise and shine
whisper
into your ear,
how small things
can the make
the world
just right.
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- what i want
- the new rude
- all this
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- balance
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- bring potatoes
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- things happen
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- without words
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- under the shady tree
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- he dreams of water
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- how far is vegas?
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- unplanned for
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- where life ends
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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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