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The Places You Have Come To Fear The Most

My eyes aren’t sharp as it used to be.
My hands are shakier than ever.
I’m now starting to think about my own mortality.
Not afraid to get old. Not afraid to die either.
I fear losing my independence
and having to rely on others to do simple tasks.
That’s the place I fear the most.

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