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点击复制Time cracks along my wrist like frost on ancient glass
Hours I once wasted return demanding audience
My regrets kneel in a line quiet solemn unarmed
I watch them disappear as the sun cuts through
Memories thud against my ribs—wild honest unfiltered
They bruise me with truths I avoided then soften
Healing slips in unnoticed disguised as acceptance
Broken hours melt down and cast themselves anew
The sky drops molten gold along my path
forming a coronation I never sought
Every choice I owned becomes a jewel in the band
Every mistake becomes a stone that fits perfectly
When night arrives my shadow bows
The crown gleams forged from time I survived
Power settles on my shoulders—quiet rightful
I wear what once weighed me down