Wind blowing on your hair,

Messing with the air.

Moving up stair by stair,

Bound to be the heir.

I know you're scared,

But the chair

Was made for you the bare.

Everyone swears

To be fair,

And somewhere

In your heart, you declare

Your love so they're aware.

You and them are like a pair,

You all share

Your flair.

Just stair

By stair.

In the end, you all care.

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