Ah, Wax!
How lovely is thy form.
How malleable and soft you are.
Opaque and yet so fully you protect.
Red angry cheeks protest!
The braces they do hurt me!
To the rescue you are called.
The cheeks are calmed, yet sore.
Only days ago I laughed at you!
My ignorance, my pride!!
Now carried closer than anything.
You are a constant source of help.
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