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外链地址
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点击复制A driftwood shore, a message sealed,
By chance or grace the sand revealed;
A vow renewed by what was wrote;
Its paper worn the ink half-gone
Yet soul enough to linger on
I read the lines they speak of rain
Of love that learned to bloom from pain;
Of maple light and human stay
Of words that keep the dark at bay
I fold it back and let it float
Not every thought must seek a land
Some meanings live in open hand
The waves applaud the bottle gleams
A mirror for unspoken dreams;
And as it drifts the sea confides—
No message fails if love abides