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点击复制A road of gold and shadow
the tires compose their song;
mist climbs the pine-green ridges
where dream and world belong
You drive with careful silence
I watch the mountains bend;
each curve reveals a question
no answer can defend
We stop beside a mirror
the lake forgets our names;
reflection feels like honesty
without the need for blame
By noon the clouds retreating
show peaks like truth made bare—
some paths don’t lead to places
they lead to being there