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点击复制Each beam a letter pure and near
Each dawn a line the soul can hear;
No ink no book no rule no pen—
Yet hope keeps teaching light again
The sky translates through tone and hue
Its words are rain its rhyme is dew;
The language flows through air and hand
A text that only hearts understand
The letters fall on roof and field
Each touch a truth the dark concealed;
Through tears through peace through time through trust
The sentence grows from earth to dust
By dusk the meaning comes to view
That love is both the word and clue;
The alphabet of grace remains—
Within the breath the world contains
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