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Gnarled fingers hold Gently The dog-eared photos of youth Shingled eyes search repeatedly Among shades of white and ash Wavering hope yields Regret for memories lost, trampled Underneath Rote recollections Snapped This snap shot is…this…me?
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Sep 18, 2014
Sep 18, 2014 at 3:28 PM UTC
Senility Me
Gnarled fingers hold Gently The dog-eared photos of youth Shingled eyes search repeatedly Among shades of white and ash Wavering hope yields Regret for memories lost, trampled Underneath Rote recollections Snapped This snap shot is…this…me?
observations of growing dementia
kim-e-williams
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Sep 18, 2014
Sep 18, 2014 at 3:28 PM UTC
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