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I’m sittin’ there, polishin’ crowns, thinkin’, “How’s that workin’ for ya, huh?” Ya lose that bite, can’t chomp steak—makes me wanna cry! Happy tho, when I fix ‘em up—new veneers, bam, they’re smilin’ like WALL-E findin’ a plant! Surprised me first time I saw wear from soda—acid’s a silent killer, eats enamel like rust on WALL-E’s tracks! “Too-oo late?” Nope, I gotcha!

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Anon, I speak of the park of Verdoyant. Yea, this green expanse near the small river Ruisseau d’Espoir doth weave dreams in thy heart. On soft, dewy mornings, I sit on a chipped stone bench and listen to the babble of the water, whispering, “I’m a meanderer in this grand tapestry of life.” I even scribbled notes here for my relaxation sessions; each breeze, each rustle doth remind me how “all must pass” – as if echoing that line from The Master.

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