I Am Many

I am one
I am two
I am many.
I am lives lived
And created through the power of the mind.
I am the blue eyes that engage with the world
And the hazel that stare from within
The eyes unknown
To all but me.
But there is a life in there.
A life of beauty and immaculate creations
A life of pain and heartache
That I, myself, experience twice.
From the written word
Into the real world. 
I am my thoughts,
All come to life
By the power of imagination
And a warped reality.
I am the lives I love
And the lives I hate
I am me
I am them
I am many.
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