Nameless
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Olivia Gallimore, Grade 12
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Poetry
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2013
I liked it when you didn’t know my name
So it was ‘gorgeous.’
It was so gorgeous
How nothing set
In stone
Can carve deeper memories
Than the replaceable ones we now own
For the price of one
For the price of
Something
So preciously
Impermanent.
Like the absence of preconceptions.
Like when you didn’t know my name.