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We Are One
T
he tears rolled down her face like a river,
continuously flowing with no intention of ever
being dried up. Her throat tightened, and as it
did, she was reminded of the shoes that she was
currently wearing. They were tight, but it was all
that Mama could afford. She slowly raised her
trembling hand and attempted to wipe the tears
away. She took a deep breath and decided it was
time. “Come on Isabella, you can do this, “ she
whispered.
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