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点击复制Rain speaks softly none reply
It writes its letters on the sky
Each drop a phrase each storm a line
A secret code of the divine
It teaches grief to gently fall
And wash the pride that builds the wall
For hearts must weep before they mend
And tears are truths the gods send
No storm lasts long;it always yields
To fields reborn in silver shields
What breaks the ground renews the grain
What hurts the soul refines the chain
Listen close when tempests cry
They’re prayers returning from the sky
Through every wound the earth can feel—
Rain teaches hearts how light can heal