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点击复制The veil holds back the sunset
the vows outshine the cold;
a ring of air surrounds them
as colors turn to gold
Leaves flutter down as blessings
the minister just grins;
the future smells of cinnamon
and hope begins again
A grandmother’s old locket
reflects the trembling light;
two families braid forgiveness
and peace attends the night
When sparklers fade to starlight
the crowd exhales its grace—
love writes its name in maple
that time will not erase