Looks familiar

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Make a name for yourself;

it's not really yours,

it's never been yours,

it's donated, used

over and over

before, worn

like old clothes

from the Sally Ann

bought and 

paid for.

You're a has-been, 

in re-runs,

whatshisname,

looks familiar.

Come from afar

like a name scrawled

on a ship's manifest 

in faded ink,

spoken for,

a dropped syllable

uttered

shortened 

anglicized

unoriginal

to fit in,

not an exact copy

but the same stuff

twisted

into a new shape,

and once 

you're gone

you're gone 

soon forgotten

with traces

of resemblance

in the next version.