Identity
My name,
I cannot live without my name.
It's who I am,
It's my identity.
My name
Is what I was born with,
What I will die with,
It's my identity.
My name
Is what I am known by.
So many can utter the word,
but never really know, it's my identity.
My name,
We all have one,
So when i am dead
Don't label me Jane Doe, it's not my identity.
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