I saw you in a very isolated place
Full of unmerciful grace
Formed as an unusual feeling
That turned out to be familiar meaning

A short bridge of hope
For a long road of lope
It happens all of a sudden
But it never been sullen

Simple greetings and small talks
To never ending chattering and big walks
Words that are always surrounded by fog
Now it was all clouds formed into a blog

We've been through a lot of struggles
Escaped a lot of hassles
And now we're already starting
One year and counting...

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