The ultimate infidelity is when your body betrays you.
What can you trust, when your one surety is no longer yours?
When the memories are no longer crystal clear,
and the loud voices become barely heard whispers,
As your firm handshake and steady penmanship are indistinguishable from the tremors,
When your bones break and your skin is no longer alabaster-smooth,
You look into the mirror at a stranger, an old person who looks like your father, your mother,
And you are scared.
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