I look at this list of people who've all got my name. Twice as many people had their conferences and decided that this one name should be the name given to their little boy. I've always liked my name. And growing up you rarely meet another who shares it. But when it's there, printed in a list on a piece of paper. Well, it's like saying something over and over again, isn't it? Doesn't matter what word it is. If you repeat it enough, it starts to lose all meaning, and sound like just another noise.
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