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点击复制Don’t rush to end what’s yet to grow
A verse still hums beneath the snow
The line you lost will softly show
When time decides to let it flow
Those words unsaid still float in air
Becoming dreams that wait somewhere
The ink of life is never bare —
It writes in silence everywhere
Perfection breaks the living tone
A circle whole can’t breathe alone
The beauty found in what’s unknown
Becomes the heart’s eternal home
Leave open space for what will be
The half-told rhyme is liberty
For every poem left at sea —
Still sails toward infinity