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点击复制For years my silence spoke in crooked ways
In restless hands and eyes that couldn’t stay
My stories hid in half-abandoned phrases
Afraid of what the light might choose to say
You listened to the spaces in between
The unsaid tangled fragile and unseen
You heard the tremor underneath the sheen
And answered with a calm unhurried sheen
Your presence turned my quiet into art
A gallery displayed inside my heart
The hush became a symphony apart
Where every pause was just another start
So if the noise returns to drown my plea
Remind me how you always looked at me
For in that gaze a fluent kindness woke
And every unsung word at last could spoke