The Vanguard of June's Tune

In the heart of summer's fiery bloom, A vanguard stands, its tune resumes; With steadied hand and gaze so keen, Unfurling banners of promises unseen. Proclaiming strength in numbers' dance, Each figure, a note in the fiscal expanse; Beyond the fray of debates now past, The campaign's sails, to June's mast steadfast.

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