Say My Name I hope that when they first said my name eyes brightened and teeth smiled wide. New future, new hopes, new #life. I hoped they'd say my name; a recognition I held in my mind but not grasped with two hands. I knew they wouldn't say my name. A resident of rock bottom expects none. Did someone say my name? I can't be sure, it's all too loud. They say my name now. Again and again. A deafening roar. I hope that they say my name long after I am gone. Whisper it naught. Yell it at the top of your lungs, for all the world to hear.
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