Years of waiting
Years of hoping
Waiting for a chance
Hoping for a glance
Here we're now
Here we can know
Now we can reach
Know something rich
Don't let me go
Don't turn your back
For what we have reached
For what we have committed
Reach my hand
Hold it tight
Together we stand
Till death do us apart
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