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being together for 11 years and be a bit rude

In the orbit of eleven years spun,  
We dance to a tune only two know how,  
Through storms of spite and laughter's sun,  
No one's seen a love like ours, I vow.

You've seen every flaw, every misplaced curse,  
Yet still you stand by, my loyal, rude muse,  
In this imperfect universe we traverse,  
Our bond's a wildfire, thrilling, won't lose.

A rugged match, that's how our story's spun,  
Here's to us, our journey's just begun.

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In the orbit of eleven years spun, We dance to a tune only two know how, Through storms of spite and laughter's sun, No one's seen a love like ours, I vow. You've seen every flaw, every misplaced curse, Yet still you stand by, my loyal, rude muse, In this imperfect universe we traverse, Our bond's a wildfire, thrilling, won't lose. A rugged match, that's how our story's spun, Here's to us, our journey's just begun.