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点击复制A chimney sketches questions
on sky’s reluctant blue;
each wisp dissolves in thinking
like hearts that once were true
Smoke teaches soft departure
no edges no regret;
it turns what once was certain
into a kind duet
We watch our words ascend it
then vanish without claim;
the air forgets the reason
but still repeats the name
Perhaps the soul’s the vapor
that never fully goes—
a memory of burning
that even stillness knows