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My true name
Today, my name means too many cups of coffee
Yesterday, it meant too little sleep
Tomorrow, my name might turn into smiling through a hurt heart
My name is the wish of everything to be alright
Inside my name hides the tears that haven't been shed
When my mom calls my name, I feel fortunate to hear her voice
Secretly, I know my name sneaks behind a stronger persona
My name was born when I faced true fear
My name travels toward the unknown future
Between the layers of my name hides a girl yearning for pure peace
My name holds the scent of Sunday morning blueberry pancakes
My name has the softness of a baby bunny bouncing through a field
If I lost my name, I’d look under my bed to the quiet of forgotten items
Today, my name means too many long nights
Yesterday, it meant too little time
Tomorrow, my name might turn into saying goodbye to ones I loved.
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