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点击复制The sky revises night’s old phrase
Each cloud a clause the sun replays;
The air rewrites in silver lines
A syntax built of soft designs
The commas breathe the pauses stay
Where meaning forms from slow decay;
No need for end no need for start—
The dawn corrects the human heart
Each ray restores what dark withdrew
It edits pain with gentler hue;
The page of sky begins anew
A poem bound by faith and dew
Hope writes in verbs the soul can read
Through every loss through every deed;
The grammar hums the lesson plain—
That every end must start again