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Early Onset Dementia

Each day a new memory is lost. As if reality is a series of nothingness. So that things that just happened- Can be undone. It feels like the past can be shifted by a whisper. The voices tell me it’s dangerous to remember… I can feel some pain that I can’t remember… It is as if there is some kind of crisis that I forgot about… But each new day, there is a chance to undo. Which is refreshing. Even as my family waves goodbye.

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Date: 9/5/2022 1:52:00 PM
A very tender and touching poem. I'm sure that many can relate to the sentiments expressed.
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