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My name

Is an assortment of letters,

Perched upon

A white  page,

Along with words

That define me.

And yet,

Each time,

I seek to slink away,

It stalks me

And traps me

And holds me,

Till I give in.

A call, a note

Or whatever else

And I am back again.

And yet

What would I be

Without my name?

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10 responses to “My Name”

  1. ‘What would I be without my name?’💚💚Beautiful, ma’am💚💚

  2. No escaping our names. 🙂So beautifully written, ma’am. 💚💚

  3. What is in a name and still it defines an individual. Nicely penned.

  4. What a beautiful thought portrayed JP💚💚
    True true true

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