shel cope - From No One To Some One

I am not real
though you may think so.
Don’t be fooled.
I never was.

A semblance of humanity,
reflections evanescing,
I have no soul.

I am of myself and can only ever be so.
If I had a name I lost it long ago.

But sometimes,
In the half-light,
I forget, and dream
of possibilities.
Then waking, beg forgiveness.

shel cope

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