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点击复制The sky was heavy—tired bruised undone
A dim horizon hiding from the sun
Its breath was shallow weary overrun
And morning felt too far for it to come
But then you spoke and clouds began to part
Your voice restoring rhythm to its heart
The sky inhaled like learning to restart
And dawn returned as quiet works of art
Your words repainted blues across the air
A brighter shade than any painter’s care
And every color softened past repair
As if the heavens knew you standing there
So speak again when dusk forgets its ease
When twilight falters crumbles tries to freeze
For when you whisper gently to the breeze
The sky remembers breathing as it please