All of these lines across my face 

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She doesn’t remember them anymore. The gray hair and the lines across her face proves that she’s still there.  But when she doesn’t recognize people around her, something important dies. Like a helium balloon drifting toward nothingness, life floats into the distance where it dissapears. When a doctor sits down with a grave expression on his face,  they know its over. Dementia, the name of everything that was that doesn’t exist anymore. 

Where is she?
  

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