Moonlight Sonata

She went up to her room, accompanied by nurses. He didn't know the way to his room anyway. And here and why. Nurse, you sleep, sleep, that's the only good thing for you. Good thing he thought. He tried to remember what was good.

Disappeared in a half-minute sentence. Like twenty-five years lost in life. The music he had just listened yesterday was in the depths of his ear. The Moonlight Sonata and his eyes were looking for his wife.

Her boyfriend, who went on the road to travel on the side steering wheel of the car yesterday. It was yesterday. It was just a while ago. It was twenty-five years ago. She opened the door while lying down on the bed. He saw someone come through that door, but when we were looking at him, he forgot who he was in the door.

He was preparing to settle down, crying out loud sobs, thinking how to get used to it. With hectic movements in the hiccups, hiding his face. And the curiosity in his first inquiry was exactly the same.

He's in the rightful shame of sticking his crazy tag. Do you know where we are? she asked him. He wanted to add his name to the end of the sentence, but suddenly it was frozen as if he had seen someone he did not know.
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