It was the year of great expectation.

The year of steadfast conviction.

It was the year of joyous union.
It was the year of great loss.
And the beginning of something new.
The year was 2011.
And this was the life in which called my own.
It was the year of great expectation.

The year of steadfast conviction.

It was the year of joyous union.
It was the year of great loss.
And the beginning of something new.
The year was 2011.
And this was the life in which called my own.
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