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点击复制Two paddles make a rhythm
too human slow and clear;
the water hums our memories
then swallows what we fear
A loon divides the silence
its cry both wound and balm;
the ripples turn to sentences
that whisper us to calm
We anchor in reflection
the stars like lantern crumbs;
each shimmer says forgiveness
and to the dark succumbs
When dawn unveils the silver
and shorelines find their hue—
we know that love like water
is mirror and is true