I have forgotten who I am,
because I am not who I was back then.
What does this mean,
oh do you see the need to call a friend?
What does it mean when you forget who you were and are,
and left, to wonder about your future?
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At first written from a lonely heart, in thought for all those trying times. And now on reflection, when you're old you do forget times can seem daft, but some really have mental health issues (Dementia and its variations of) that make forgetfulness more of a tragedy.
Can we really think of the future without knowing our past?
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