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‘Hello'
'Hello'
'My name is max'
'Hello, max'
'Who are you?'
'I am who I am, max. Who are you?'
'I am max. now what is your name?'
‘Name?'
'Yes, your name. It’s what people call you. Do you have one?'
‘No'
'Well then lets give you a name?'
'No, I cannot have a name.'
'Why not?'
'Because I don’t exist max, and something that does not exist cannot have a name.'
'You exist you have to for me to be able to have a conversation with you.'
'Max, I do not exist. I never did and I never will, just as you will never exist again.'
'What do you mean I don’t exist I have a name! I must exist.'
'You did exist, max. You just don’t anymore.'
About the Creator
Steph Sinclair
A young poet.
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