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点击复制I stood at the edge where the daylight falls
Silence like a prison in the walls
Every echo was a lonely call
And every fear a shadow standing tall
You lit a candle with your gentle name
Its tiny flame outshining all my shame
The cliffs that used to whisper of my blame
Now glowed as if they’d never seen the same
With every step you took the night drew back
The sky stitched up its old and broken crack
You painted silver on the deepest black
And wrote my courage where my faith was slack
So if I ever feel that I should slip
Remind me of your hand upon my grip
For even at the outermost eclipse
Your candle burns between my trembling lips