new. see how it shines.
how clean it is.
enjoy
it now,
because it won't
last forever.
in fact,
it won't be
long
before
you throw it out.
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About Me
- Stephen Chute
- west springfield, virginia, United States
- these are all FICTIONAL stories and characters, with humor and pathos, emotional complaints of the soul 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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