second hand
clothes.
hand me downs.
borrowed
shoes.
a runny nose.
not all
childhoods are the same.
some
are best
forgotten.
some memories
you
have to let go.
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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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