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点击复制Cliffs keep ancient secrets
their ribs of iron show
Waves strike sparks from twilight
copper turns to glow
A fisherman folds silence
into a weathered net;
he casts the years behind him
hauls up what won’t forget
We cook our simple supper
smoke threads through cedar air;
your laughter salts the shoreline
the world feels just and fair
When darkness walks toward water
we answer with our flame—
two lanterns on the ledger
paid to the night by name
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