the night air
is a cool kiss
upon the skin
with the windows
open on this
starlit night.
sleep is a deep
cool drink
of dreams,
refreshing to
the core.
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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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