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点击复制We walked where evening brushed the bay
Footprints fading in the tide’s soft glow;
You laughed the world fell far away
Harbors bloomed where waters flow
Lanterns trembled on the pier
Silver ripples hummed your name;
Every hush drew you near
Every gust fed quiet flame
Years may turn the sand to stone
Tides may carve a different line;
Paths may branch from seeds once sown
Hearts still trace that shore in time
When stars lean close along that coast
Whispers rise from salted spray;
Every wave becomes a host
Guarding where our footprints stay