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点击复制Benches breathed a wooden hymn
Rails dissolved to distance dim
No brass dial to rule the beat
Time grew soft beneath the seat
Travelers dropped their borrowed rush
Tea released a fragrant hush
Tickets waited without bite
Choice felt calm beneath the light
Trains arrived like gentle sighs
Partings did not bruise the eyes
Every farewell blessed the start
Doors swung wide within the heart
Where no numbers wield a rod
Breath becomes the only god
Journeys bloom in kinder thread
Soul sets out with quiet tread
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