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Mar 9
I was sad,
I was going to have my one decayed tooth removed,
It was a front tooth,
How would I look before I had another planted,
But just then the sad feeling turned funny sad,
Grandma came into the room,,
Took out her dentures and put them on the table,
She gave me an endearing toothless smile
I hugged her tightly,
Here I was being sad losing one,
And there she was happy without any
10/3/2025
Written by
Salmabanu Hatim  72/F/Tanzania
(72/F/Tanzania)   
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