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I was a curious child, as all children should be. My parents let me keep my dislodged teeth. I started collecting, I wanted to have a full smile. Not only that, But I had red clay that I made heads with; How cool, would that be, If I could make one with a smile? Needless to say, I didn’t have many friends. What I had were smiling heads.
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May 29, 2019
May 29, 2019 at 7:59 AM UTC
COLLECTING TEETH
I was a curious child, as all children should be. My parents let me keep my dislodged teeth. I started collecting, I wanted to have a full smile. Not only that, But I had red clay that I made heads with; How cool, would that be, If I could make one with a smile? Needless to say, I didn’t have many friends. What I had were smiling heads.
True story. I don't think I was a lonely child, just an alone child in her world.
jade-quirk
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May 29, 2019
May 29, 2019 at 7:59 AM UTC
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