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点击复制I lived between two storms that wouldn’t end
A thunder stuck between foe and friend
The sky had torn too many ways to mend
And all my courage seemed too frail to lend
Then you arrived—a quiet steady grace
A bridge suspended through my broken space
Your arms became a refuge and embrace
A crossing toward a gentler resting place
Your voice rebuilt the pieces of the winds
It soothed the thunder where its rupture spins
And suddenly the storm beneath my skin
Grew quiet swallowed by your discipline
So stay with me through every weathered height—
Through winds that shake and rains that steal my sight
For in your strength two raging tempests form
A single peace—a bridge between my storms