After having seen a bit of action on the frontline in poetic terms .. which means I write poems about it like Shakespeare and others I had to go to a
local dentist to regain my composure to return the
smile to my sweet face and to the local community. I had gotten so used to biting my lip and doing all that continental arm waving that I quite forgot the Smile that Moved a Million Mountains ..which was mine. My lovely and
beautiful smile had been photographed from the early days in London but suddenly my smile was going .. I no longer had it .so all my savings were dragged out and paid to the private
dental group and I got my smile back.
Thanks dental group for making life beautiful once more . keep on smiling .. great work at the Dental Group in Southampton .. keep on writing .. for money ... to pay for it all!
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