bleak one day, suddenly in
the sunlight
is not
so bad
or dreary.
sleep helps, of course.
and new
love.
what can't new love do
to a life
gone astray?
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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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