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点击复制A warm outline remains on my skin
drawn by the memory of your hands
Even the quietest wind stirs it alive
as though the world conspires to echo you
I walk through rooms where you once laughed
and the air learns your rhythm again
Your shadow rests lightly inside my pulse
reminding me how presence survives absence
Night gathers in velvet around my shoulders
yet carries a hush bright enough for hope
Love does not rely on roads or seasons—
it breathes wherever two souls once opened
There is a place beneath all thought
where your name lies unbruised unforgotten
I keep it like a steady ember
warm enough to guide me home