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点击复制Leaves fall slow in a copper glow
Forest breath curls from earth below
Air grows warm where your footsteps tire
Calling the season to answer with fire
Branches hum in a broken choir
Wind threads gold through the fading mire
Memory stirs like an ancient lyre—
Autumn replies with a soft low fire
Time folds close in a rust-red sway
Shadows lift from their quiet gray
Every truth you refuse to deny
Burns through the dusk in a gentle reply
Old grief melts in the embered air
Pain turns light when the heart grows bare
What you release becomes something higher—
Ash births flame in a softer fire
Evening falls in a hush of grace
Golden smoke drifting place to place
World grows still as the hours conspire
To crown your silence in autumn’s fire
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