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点击复制Edges soft from touch and time
Faces glowing still in prime
Eyes held worlds too young to know
Laughter framed in golden glow
Not a prison of the then
Not a call to ache again
Only witness to the grace
Life once wore upon each face
Hands trembled not from loss or fear
Warmth arrived sincere sincere
Those in frame felt close not gone
Love still moved like quiet dawn
Some photos breathe through memory’s door
Not to keep but to restore
Presence lingers kind not tied—
Time holds hands through gentle pride