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点击复制I lived beneath a sky that wouldn’t break
Dry prayers rising from a silent ache
My faith a tiny unremembered lake
My voice a song the clouds would not awake
You stepped into my drought without a sound
Bare feet upon the unforgiving ground
Then from your eyes a kindness so profound
The air grew wet the lost world slowly found
You talked of gardens no one else could see
Of hidden roots and stubborn patient trees
With every word you poured your heart in me
And turned my dust to fields beside the sea
So if the storms will gather once again
I’ll hold you close through thunder loss and pain
For even if the skies forget my name
I’ll bloom each time you call me in the rain