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点击复制Mist stitches lace on thunder
the falls applause the flame;
each color crowns the water
and whispers freedom’s name
Tourists breathe like candles
their faces filmed in awe;
the river dreams of daring
and nevermind the law
You hand me melted sugar
I trade you passing fear;
the sparks invent a language
that only hearts can hear
When darkness swallows glitter
and silence takes its due—
the echo keeps on glowing
in shades of me and you