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点击复制The edge of the world curved softly blue
As though it bent in reverence to you
Sky met the ocean in a trembling seam
Stitching the dawn to our whispered dream
Your breath awakened colors in the tide
Painting warm truths no storm could hide
Light rippled outward as your spirit grew
Bringing the horizon a brighter hue
Salt winds circled where our shadows lay
Twisting the quiet griefs we used to say
Turning them tender with an ancient grace
Filling the vastness with your gentle trace
Even as dusk returned from distant lands
The edge of the world bowed in your hands
Holding a promise neither night suspends—
To meet again where the horizon bends