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点击复制Face of brass with steady tick
Hands moved quiet clean not quick
Numbers gone like melted rain
Time refused the measured chain
Each soft second breathed unknown
Moments stood in muted tone
Hours slipped without decree
Freedom sang through mystery
No exactness no demand
Life unfolded without plan
Time felt round not harsh or straight
Grace replaced the rigid gate
We do not need each counted grain
Breath outlasts the measured chain
Meaning blooms without a rule—
Heart makes time its only tool