A blatant cry for help

I havent' made any dolls in a dog's age. I really miss making them. Here is a poem I wrote about dolls.

A Doll

Whether it is one you play with
or one you covet behind glass or
display upon pedestals ~~ a doll is

the one who knows you

Your light side, your shadows
the places you've traveled
within and without

Your secrets , your hopes.

Sewn with dreams, sculpted with visions,
welded and wired and painted and stuffed
with myriad worlds of your imagination

All the parts of you that need to live
to express
to weep and to howl, to dance with sheer joy

Are there, in a doll
created
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The reason I haven't been making any dolls is because I can't afford to buy supplies.
I need polymer clay and embellishments and such. I'm on a fixed income, and each month there is nothing left over to splurge on supplies as I wish I could.

So... I am making a blatant cry for help to get supplies. Are there any of you out there who could help me, either by sending me supplies that you may have in excess, or contributing to my paypal account? My paypal address is clayfeetcreations@gmail.com.
There is not anyway I can forsee continuing this art without asking for help, so here I am asking. I would be forever in your debt. Thank you to any of you who would even consider helping a poor artist to continue her craft.