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点击复制As a youth I ran with the wind chasing a meal a warm bed to call mine
The mountains were vast fate kept silent I grew through dust and time
The nights were long the stars too far
So I learned to carve hope in the quiet beneath each scar
I picked up faith like turquoise stones paving each step through the unknown
Pages turned to oars dreams to sails I set my sights and made it known
Through storms I climbed toward the sun
Though thorns would cut I never chose to run
And now I pause with warmth cupped gently in my hand
For I have known the winter and long to become the spring of this land
Giving back the echo of loves true sound
The sacred path where soul and purpose are finally found
I no longer run for myself alone
But light a lamp for those still wandering on their own
My return is no longer a silent boat
But a vessel of stars and healing afloat toward every heart and hope