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In the Mind of An Alzheimer Patient
My name, I’m sure I had a name.
I wish I could remember my name.
My name, is it well known? Is it popular?
Does it have any fame?
I woke not knowing who I am,
Not knowing where I belong.
Not knowing if this is where I live,
Not knowing where I am from.
Do I like to surf the waves?
Infinitely open with the bright blue sea?
Or do I like to create new things of
Happy and rosy and free?
I guess I’ll name myself the name
Tagged on top of this shirt.
And then I’ll leave this hospital bed,
I don’t think I’m even hurt.
This feels odd, what year is it?
Have I always forgotten the date?
And wasn’t I once bigger than this?
I thought I was overweight.
I know I’m not young, but why’s this place
Filled with all these old timers?
Too many questions, I’ll have a rest
Under the sign that says “ALZHEIMERS”.
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