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点击复制The sky was blank a canvas drained of hue
Its weary clouds forgetting what they knew
But then the wind arrived and carried you—
A single presence changing all its view
Your voice rewove the heavens line by line
Restoring gold where gray began to climb
Each whispered word drew back the edge of time
And shaped a dawn too beautiful to rhyme
The air became a chapel for your breath
A tender hymn defying quiet death
Your name alone revived what night had left
A sky reborn from everything it kept
So when the blue grows pale with doubt or rain
I’ll look above and speak your name again
For in that call the heavens turn to flame
And paint the world in colors only you can name