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点击复制Ink pools beside a candle flame
Each line begins then ends the same;
Red leaves outside compose reply
Yet none will mail the reason why
The words too full to be released
Contain a peace the past increased;
Forgiveness written sealed by night
Needs no address to make it right
I fold the page the air grows clear
A maple knocks as if to hear;
It whispers “Keep it let it fade—
Some truths mature when left unsaid ”
By dawn the letter finds its place
Between the books I still embrace;
A secret filed where hearts belong
More healing than a spoken wrong