Nikolai Dorizo. (№ 103802)

You remember these lines...
It was like this:
The white light
Lived a man,
Somehow I was called,
Very often fond of,
Too often mistaken
He is short for his age.
He slept on my bed,
He wore my dress,
And he smoked my tobacco.
He had fun inappropriately.
And sad, quite inappropriately.
Lived not,
Loved not,
He was weak,
And I'm stronger.
Stingy he was
And I'm more generous
Rough he was,
And I gentle.
There is no such in this fire
If he had never met you,
So, it was not used in the world
The real me.