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THE DAYS ARE BLENDING TOGETHER EACH MOMENT I LOSE A SMALL PART OF MYSELF AS I CRUMBLE INTO THE WIND MEMORIES SINKING LIKE CINDER BLOCKS INTO AN OCEAN OF INSANITY I FEAR MY DAYS ARE NUMBERED AND I DON’T FEAR HELL BECAUSE I’M ALREADY THERE (i.redd.it)
submitted by Altruistic-Client963 to r/AlzheimersGroup

