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Alzheimer's Domino Effect Chapter 2

Live up to your highest potential Live for the future Now is your time to shine Hoping hopelessly for you to be mine… But… I’m hesitant…unmovable air… Leaves us in this despicable despair Keep it down in there Just a hair… Let us love birds sing with each other In harmony…or in one marvelous melody… I have some good connections with my elderly companions… But, most of them stink like rotting onions… Sorry to say…moreover, they are just downright dirty… I am the only one in this institution that keeps himself clean I may be the flirty type (if I do say so myself), but I’m lugubrious and languorous I am lethargic and doleful My mug is half empty and it’s mighty pitiful Foolish and wise I have come to be So please, don’t leave me… I do love you, fair lady You’re not bias and you’re so rational I’m such the opposite…I think too irrational But, you…your pale skin…your silky, graying hair… It sways in the air-conditioned dormitories… I wish, when I am retired, that we are at the beach Hoping to see, with these weary, silver eyes, your gentle, gracious hair blow vibrantly with the breeze… You are the one that I yearn for…but, you’re out of reach Because you left me for another weirdo that sat next to me… My so-called buddy once upon a time… Now, he stares at the television I am bold, Though old...

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Date: 4/3/2016 4:53:00 AM
J.W. It's 4:44am here in Texas... ha, so you are from the Sunny California. Awesome. It's not noon yet...but I came back to view your reply on my first comment on your Alzheimer's Domino effect chapter 1... in which by the way is a brilliant title. Well in this one, your mind is settled yet aware of his fair lady, now lost to another. I don't have a muse like you...WoW, I'm impressed. I laughed at the part, of the elderly smelling like rotten onions. LoL... Amazing chapter 2. Linda
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Date: 4/3/2016 4:53:00 AM
By the way, I was talking about Donald Trump... ;)
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