Ode to The No Name Paper
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what have you done to have been abandoned
by your owner, your author, your maker?
days go by and there is no taker
Were they lazy?
Or ashamed?
How would you feel if you'd never been named?
Oh, No Name Paper,
For days you go unclaimed,
unaltered, unbothered, unnamed.
And after weeks of solitude,
And never once being viewed,
Out of the teacher's frustration,
You reach your final destination.
The trash.
R.I.P No Name Paper
