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点击复制My fingers trembled from the nights before
Each memory a knock upon the door
I hid them in my pockets wanting more
Than empty echoes drifting to the floor
Then you held both my hands without a word
And something deep within me stirred and blurred
A tenderness I’d long ago deferred
Returned in ways I’d never seen or heard
Your warmth remained long after you let go
A golden outline soft and faintly slow
It shimmered when the evening lights fell low
A trace of all the love you let me know
So take my hands again when shadows stand
When fear returns demanding its command
For in your touch I see a promised land—
A quiet light you left upon my hand