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点击复制Old guitar with a missing string
Subway winds through tunnels sing
You sit low by the sliding door
Pouring sound no one asked you for
Faces rush in relentless streams
Eyes too tired to recall their dreams
One small child lifts a tilted chin
Hearing truth through the notes within
Hope escapes in your fragile chord
Rises steady though unadored
Each bright tone like an offered hand
Turns a platform to promised land
Happiness stirs from the concrete ground
Lifted high by a tender sound
Music breaks the world’s hard vein—
Light released through hidden strain