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点击复制Streets slept deep windows dim
Moon hummed low like ancient hymn
Wind traced scars beneath my sleeves
World exhaled its thousand leaves
Quiet sky held no applause
No soft voice to heal my flaws
Still I spoke into the dark
Words struck flint and made a spark
Night replied without a sound
Held me safe on sacred ground
Silence shaped a gentle shield
Pain lay down at last unsealed
Stars whispered what hearts crave most:
Loneliness holds holy host
Once I feared the empty frame—
Night returned and spoke my name