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I WORE MY NAME UNTIL IT NO LONGER FIT

I wore my name until it no longer fit. I wore it politely, like a guest coat I'd once agreed to take care of, and then never returned.  Until one morning,  it fell off my shoulders  without a sound. People still wave to who I was, but I am already somewhere else.                    -- Dima Ivx

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