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点击复制Wind rattles the frame with memories not yet learned
Curtains billow like breaths from an unseen guest
Outside evening paints its own confession
The window watches everything loyal open
Rain taps messages in morse across its surface
It begs me to feel something I keep setting aside
My chest lifts startled by recognition
Sometimes the weather knows first
I try once to shut it—gently
The latch hesitates unwilling
The world tilts open wider inviting me through
It seems closure is not always the answer
So I let the night in
Moon wind possibility—all of it
The window settles back satisfied
Some openings stay because they must