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Not even a memory
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Completa, pubblicata il dic 31, 2013
Babe, You re losing your memories an-"  " I dont care! I have lived a life, I worked hard, I existed ! I should know about it, shouldnt I?"  There was a long pause before she whispered. "Honey,... Im scared."  I smiled at her weakly. "Of what?"  "I dont want to die. Im not ready to die"
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Till death do us part and in memory you shall stay, but the memories fade and the love that was once built on stacks of flames are now flickering to an end. When his wife catches Alzheimer and loses her memory, will he choose to give up and abandon her or will he choose to stay by her side and hope that he can rekindle the flame that once burned bright and retrieve her memory.
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