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Dementia
My memories slip and fade away,
Like a fleeting summer day.
My thoughts they wander and they stray,
As I forget who I am today.
I cannot recall my friends' names,
My thoughts are fuzzy, like a flame.
My outlook is clouded and...
Like a fleeting summer day.
My thoughts they wander and they stray,
As I forget who I am today.
I cannot recall my friends' names,
My thoughts are fuzzy, like a flame.
My outlook is clouded and...
