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点击复制The falling petals are not pain
They mark where fruit will bloom again
Each fading hue each autumn strain
Conceals a spring that will remain
The wind sweeps gently through the green
And turns the unseen into seen
You think the garden lost its sheen —
It’s only changing what has been
Beneath each leaf a root holds trust
Even in silence dreams adjust
Every ending turns to dust
So new beginnings rise from must
Smile oh child of fleeting bloom
Life’s decay is just perfume
In loss there lies a quiet room
Where love rewrites the old costume