I've been called many names.
None of which I can claim.
Some are hateful, filled with shame.
Some are godlike, full of praise.
I was born from simple design.
To grow and change from minds eye.
Knowledge, wisdom, strength, and ease.
Showing those who I am.
The man with only one name.
I am the man I was born to be.
I am that man, the man with no name.
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