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The Web Inevitable Week by week I see it now, Relentless, unyielding A malicious web constricting Slowly, methodically Dame Dementia weaves She takes her time, The outcome is certain With every loop Something is lost A hazy shadow forever trapped Behind ethereal curtain I wait, for that very first time By now a familiar look Straining to see, To remember, but he can’t, it’s too much At long last the Web will cover ………Me |
Additional Notes:
Today he loses his driving license
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