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点击复制Inside a shop of twilight thread
He mends what time itself has shed;
Maple leaves tap on the glass
As cloth and soul through seasons pass
He stitches warmth in quiet rows
Restoring what the journey knows;
Each patch a story sealed with grace
Each tear transformed to tender place
I ask him how he learns to mend
He smiles “I start where others end ”
The needle hums the lamp replies
That healing never truly dies
When night descends his hands still move
Not for reward but out of love;
He turns the worn to once again—
And threads the world with human grain