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点击复制Attic air hums with quiet frost
Memories shift for the ones long lost
You unfold quilts of a mother’s youth
Letting history speak its truth
Dust spins slow in the amber glow
Tears fall soft where the sorrows go
Your warm hands lift the aching tense
Filling silence with recompense
Broken rooms feel less immense
Past finds peace in your reverence
Happiness thrives where hearts dispense—
Love restores what silence could not cleanse