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Jun 2013
Hello, it's nice to meet you.
My name is... Oh. I'm afraid I can't remember it right now.
What was I saying though?
Oh yes; My wife, my Sun, my Moon. The light in my dark.
I wonder where she has gone.
I can't remember the last time I saw her.
Or talked to her, or saw her.
What was her name? Who? My wife?
I'm sorry, I'm afraid I never married.
It's alright though. I don't mind the loneliness.
At least I have my wife to keep me company.
I...I...
Who the devil are you?
Where am I?!
Why has everything gone dark now?
Wife! Wife... Oh blast, what was her name again?
I'm terribly sorry, I just... Miss the light in my dark.
I think I'll lie down now.

Hello, are you still there?
I remember everything again.
And I can see her. My light. She's getting closer.
My love, envelop me in your embrace.
Thank you for listening.
Goodbye and goodnight.
A narrative free-verse about a person suffering from dementia.
Kyle Kind
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Kyle Kind
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   Mari Gee
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