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点击复制The music swells the crowd turns still
The player bends to heart not will
In sudden grace the hours cease
And time dissolves to endless peace
A canvas breathes a verse takes flight
The pen forgets the day and night
No borders bind no shadows weigh
The soul finds wings in its own way
Flow is the gift the hours bestow
A silent fire a hidden glow
It crowns no king it claims no land
Yet leaves a flame within the hand
So call not rich the one with gold
But who lets timeless light unfold
For every flow a dawn begun
And life’s true victory is won