do you think they're are,
she asks.
how many grains of
sand.
how many lives
have been born,
then lost.
how many loves
have there been and
won?
infinite and few,
i reply.
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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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