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外链地址
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点击复制Snow rests cold on the highest peak
Thin winds hum through the paths I seek
Stone breath holds every ancient mark
Soul wakes clear in the frozen dark
Echoes rise through the canyon’s seam
Cliffs reflect where the spirits dream
Silence roars through the silver air
Strength stands tall on the mountain’s prayer
Steps touch light on the narrow ledge
Courage roots where the fears once hedge
Inner fire warms the icy span
Heart ascends where no footstep ran
Summits wait through the drifting cloud
Sky leans close like a whispered vow
Lone peak shapes what the trials reveal
I become
What the heights make real