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It's been 365 days since you were born, 1 year, which said it seems longer, but in reality, it has flown.

You were born from my awareness of what freedom, happiness, hope, passion, rebellion, dreams, independence, and fun means.

You were born with the excuse of being a game when in reality, I knew inside that you would not be.

You are part of me as if you were a daughter who grows daily with what I feed her.

You were born abstract and became concrete, thanks to audacity, perseverance, and commitment.

You grew up and made space among the people who believed in you, in us.

And today you are exactly one year old.

A year lived with the heart.

Happy anniversary Atlantica.