Whispers of the Second Chair

In a dance of democracy's serene and silent hall, Voices chime for the partner, the fairest of them all. Echoes in straw whispers, with futures to inflate, On the ballot's secret, they eagerly anticipate. A duo's destiny in scribbled ink is cast, For the vanguard in shadows, the die is now cast, Sailing the ship of state, a companion at the helm, Guiding the voyage through chaos' overwhelming realm.

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