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We stood where the rivers bend,
The air was alive, a fire inside,
Laughter we swore would never end,
Our stories would not be denied.
Hold the moments in your hand,
A place where we dared to stand.
Golden days we found, they stay,
The echoes of joy remain.
Though time may try to drift away,
We’ll meet where dreams are claimed.
The sun fell low, but we stood tall,
Our voices carried across the tide,
No fear to rise, no fear to fall,
Together, we took the wildest ride.
Years may fade, but not the glow,
Of hearts that dared to boldly grow.
Through endless roads and open skies,
Our legacy never dies.
Every step we carved in stone,
The road was ours, and ours alone.
Golden days we found, they stay,
The echoes of joy remain.
Though time may try to drift away,
We’ll meet where dreams are claimed.
