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点击复制Roots twined through my pulse
subtle curious alive
I felt them unfurl at dawn
searching for light beneath ribs
Petals opened where grief once lived
Color replaced emptiness
with unapologetic beauty
My breath smelled faintly of spring
Butterflies stirred in thoughts
I’d left unattended
Wings beat gentle promises
against the inside of my mind
Every inhale nourished blossom
every exhale released fragrance
Healing was not a metaphor—
it was a garden