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NOT AVAILABLE by Brittany James, Age 11
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The Clay: Once there was a fly.Her name was Fay.For her birthday she got some clay."yea."she said.She went outside to play with her clay.she bounced it and it was on its way."hey!" she shouted."thats my clay!"and it didnt come back.to this day they say it never came back till May. That is wierd clay.
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