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点击复制Among the trees where silence reigns
The orchard hums of long-lost gains
Fruit once ripened now rests on the ground
A cycle of plenty where time is unbound
The branches creak their stories told
Of roots that grip through frost and cold
They whisper low of storms endured
Of skies that wept and wounds that cured
The orchard speaks to the listening heart
That every ending sparks a start
Its wisdom blooms in quiet grace
In every shadow a sacred space