Reality is staring into the future, watching lives
falter and tremble with age.
Exercising, dancing, coming together - all efforts
to stave off crippling or degenerative forms of
fatigue - siphoning off lifeblood into pools of
disability.
Warranting care, many do whatever they can just to
be independent as they grow older.
Clever attempts, using music to keep their bodies
flowing.
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