alzheimer’s

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I hear the deep rolling growl of my fathers pick up truck pulling into our driveway The plumes of smoke filling the air like an ominous grey cloud of warning.  
So old, wise, strong and frail Tragic, empowering, endearing and vague The man I have lost and the man I have gained We have seen your facets  Of love, loss, pain and suffering We are known as you are to us
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