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点击复制Sun dips low on a quiet street
Golden dust gathers at your feet
You hand books to a weary child
Letting wonder roam untamed and wild
Old brick homes in the twilight gleam
Dreams float soft like a whispered beam
Your small acts carry tender weave
Sowing comfort before you leave
Moments glow in the calm you cleave
Sorrows lift in the breaths you heave
Happiness stays through the worlds you weave—
Warmth remains in the gentle light you leave