it's often
the single
woman in
a crimson
dress, that
stands out
like a rose,
is the one
person who
is bothered
most
by the wedding
and feels
exposed.
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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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