Poem

Found on a scrap of yellow teletype paper in a box of ancient writings.I don’t remember who it’s written to.

I have a picture in my wallet/not of you
I’ve forgotten what you looked like/have you changed?
I know that somewhere/ I have your address
This poem is not about you.

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