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点击复制A station roof of copper light
Red trees conduct the leaving night;
A whistle inks the chilly blue
And names the road I never knew
Suitcases breathe like steady drums
A window keeps whatever comes;
Reflections cross then fold apart
As routes negotiate the heart
The maples wave without regret
They teach the art of no-debt debt:
Give blessing freely take your train
And plant your roots in moving rain
The engine pulls a humble star
Tracks braid a wish with who we are;
Arrival waits inside the ride
When purpose travels at our side