Library Prompt IV
2024-04-21

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I accost my friend under endless starry sky.
"Hey, Nameless? What if we threw you a party
to find a new name which we can call you by?"
He glares with eyes half-closed: sorrowful, most likely,
although I know he'll never expose his feelings true.
"I must refuse. I know I was once called by name.
If you renamed me, I'd never be able to exhume
what was once written but now carefully erased."

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