All names,
I have forgotten,
No name,
I have remembered.
Excuse me,
But I think,
What is there in a name.
I want to live here nameless,
I want to wander homeless,
I want to see sightless,
I want to hear soundless, wordless.
But what I want,
That may not be there,
Declared, that little star.
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