Dear John Doe,
There is a depersonalization
that comes with calling one
by their first and last name.
It says,
you are not mine,
but maybe,
just maybe,
you were.
you have become
a
"once upon a time".
Now,
you have been reduced
to a sad smile,
and abstract memories,
rediscovered
in the middle of the night.
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