The Climb
The Climb is play in the background
My ears are pounding
I'm holding on to my father's arm
We’re walking down the aisle
My heels are clicking loudly
The floor is hard and cold
Hayden is following closely
With her father
Johanna is in the back
With her father
Emotions are high
I've cried numerous times
These are happy tears
I've grown as a person
I’ve learned from my german friend
I’ve learned from my best friend
I've learned from this experience
Distinguished Young Woman
The best thing I’ve ever done
My ears are pounding
The Climb is playing in the background
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