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A poem of namelessness.

Names are overrated.
Identities are fraud.
I do not need a title,
Else I wouldn't be so odd.

I don't need a title.
I'd rather be unique.
To be encompassed in a word
Is really rather bleak.

I'd rather be myself,
Be all who I can be,
Than be just who's my name
That isn't part of me.