THAT shadow, my likeness, that goes to and fro, seeking a livelihood, <br /> chattering, chaffering; <br /> How often I find myself standing and looking at it where it flits; <br /> How often I question and doubt whether that is really me; <br /> --But in these, and among my lovers, and caroling my songs, <br /> O I never doubt whether that is really me.<br /><br />Walt Whitman<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/that-shadow-my-likeness/
