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Dementia


afterwards
when my perception is clear again
I find flaws in my memory
to frequently
little bits lost in a haze

this reminds me of you & it frightens me

in time my world will grow dim
maybe sooner than later

do I go on
knowing the world I see now
will eventually be gone to me


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