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点击复制The park resounds with rustling psalm
Each maple singing dusk to calm;
No score no baton no divide—
Yet every note aligns inside
The wind conducts a final chord
Before the hush of night restored;
A harmony of breath and bone
Reminds the soul it’s not alone
I sit and learn the voiceless tune
That deepens under silver moon;
It teaches strength through soft reply
And how to praise without a why
When silence claims the closing air
The choir dissolves yet still is there;
For echoes live where hearts once heard
And peace begins beyond the word