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"Looks like we made it....

Look how we've come my baby...

We might have took the long way..

We knew we'd get there someday..

They say I bet, they'll never make it

But just look at us still going on, were

still together, still going strong....."

The women stop singing and  cried, face-planting  on the table, the table has been wet, because of her tears all over it. Loneliness was written on her face, longing for something she could never have again. Then she wiped the tears on her face, when  she felt there's a person approaching into the room where she is.  She wiped the tears on her face and act normally like she is just staring at the mirror. The person was a young adorable little pretty girl carrying a doll teddy bear, smiling on her.

"Mama, are you okay?" The little girl asked, her voice so soft and concerned, her mother felt pitted on her  daughter's call, because her daughter notice her teary eyes staring at her, the girl turned to her lap and hug her then stole her a kiss, which made her feel relief in some thing.

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Author's note: search for Shaina Twain's song titled, you're still the one. Thank you.

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