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点击复制Beneath the white a pulse remains
A warmth that waits below the pains
No frost can cage the will to grow
The fire breathes beneath the snow
We think the world is cold and still
Yet silence hums with hidden will
Even in winter’s frozen breath
The roots prepare their bloom through death
The seed endures the long night’s sleep
While patience guards the life it keeps
Faith burns in places none can show
The fire waits beneath the snow
Trust the calm before the bloom
The cold conceals it is no tomb
Where hearts grow faint and embers slow
Love burns beneath the quiet snow