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点击复制Night opens curtains in the north
Green fire drifts and wanders forth;
Red forests breathe beneath the veil
And trade their glow for cosmic trail
The sap house hums with ember thought
A copper pan keeps winter taught;
Above the sky unspools a shawl
As if the stars could answer all
I stand between the hearth and cold
Where labor meets the ancient bold;
The lights confess a larger scheme:
The ordinary fuels the dream
By dawn the colors fade to frost
No grandeur lost no effort tossed;
A quiet sweetness waits in jars—
Daylight distilled from midnight stars