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In the mirror's glare, a daily ritual unfolds
Brush and rinse, a dance as old as time itself told
But alas! A gulp of water minted, swallowed in haste
Rebuked am I, for such an innocent waste
In this realm and beyond the sea's vast spread
Are we not all guilty of treading where we dread?
Unseen rules broken, endless in their count
On this spinning globe, every height and mount
Each misstep a lesson dressed in disguise
In our shared folly, humanity's wisdom lies
So here’s to us, who err in the moon's soft glow
For it is through our blunders that we grow