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Remember when you were a teenager and the problems you had? |
| Brace Yourself They say my poor teeth will need braces. The front ones are not in right places. I will wear them for years, and their sight will bring tears. Everyone checks out smiles on our faces. When I walked in my first class this morning. A new student came in without warning. He gave me this grin. Then my heart did a spin. And his braces made it a good morning. |