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e?How did we not know?Your expertise at mathematics,when I was a youth,never ceased to amaze me, calculations without mechanical aid;pure magic.Yet, the craft gets harder each day,You will lose your acquired gift.How can this be? This impossibility!You may not even remember me,Perhaps it’s a certain truth, one I refuse to believe.It happens so gradually,the fog creeping in over your memories;clouding your brilliant mind.I’m scared, petrified,but my secret fear will never see

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the light.What right do I have to express my fear,for that which you must face, day and night.I will be strong,I promise.© <a href="undefined">Chelsea Marie</a>. 2019. All Rights Reserved.Chelsea Marie is a writer by night and graphic designer by day. She is a West-Coast Canadian with a bad case of wanderlust and a dream to travel the world with her severely airplane phobic partner. Why do the easy way when a complicated route makes a much more interesting story? She’s on Instagram <a href="https://www.instagram.com/c.the.storyteller/">@c.the.storyteller</a> writing and posting poetry in her spare time.</article></body>

You Fade From Existence

But I’m still here

You no longer remember the day I was born.

It’s been years of guessing, joking, hiding truths.

Knowledge has slipped

through the crevasses

of your faded memory.

This disease has attacked your mind,

for longer than we could comprehend, accept.

How did we not realize?

How did we not know?

Your expertise at mathematics,

when I was a youth,

never ceased to amaze me, calculations without mechanical aid;

pure magic.

Yet, the craft gets harder each day,

You will lose your acquired gift.

How can this be? This impossibility!

You may not even remember me,

Perhaps it’s a certain truth, one I refuse to believe.

It happens so gradually,

the fog creeping in over your memories;

clouding your brilliant mind.

I’m scared, petrified,

but my secret fear will never see the light.

What right do I have to express my fear,

for that which you must face, day and night.

I will be strong,

I promise.

Chelsea Marie is a writer by night and graphic designer by day. She is a West-Coast Canadian with a bad case of wanderlust and a dream to travel the world with her severely airplane phobic partner. Why do the easy way when a complicated route makes a much more interesting story? She’s on Instagram @c.the.storyteller writing and posting poetry in her spare time.