Dear lost man – hard to bear. So bright, so clever, so quick. Figures now defeat you – You, the scientist, discoveries at your fingertips.
That glazed look when yesterday's memory is hard to recall pretending, pretending you do.
Difficult to relate when you are slow - so not you. So not you - I want to weep.
But I just ask 'Another cup of tea?'
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