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点击复制The cryopod bleeds its eighth dawn—
Thawing tides from lightyears gone
In this specimen where breathlines twist
A fingerprint redefines“guilt”
You say“Regret‘s a dormant engine—”
But the nav-system’s ninth home is deleted
My silence grows a crystalline shell:
Does a black hole ever tell
The station floats an unsealed lip
In your iris—a nebula‘s dying script
As meteors learn to mimic rain
The void sings a young star’s heart…again
Let all data streams in my mind collide!
Let rusted solar sails reverse their tide—
I breach this unencrypted iris pane
To find you‘ve always remained…
Hovering at the event horizon!
Pulsars flicker in the cup’s gloom
You offer strings that dark matter spun
Practicing a dead quantum tongue
Tremors carve wormholes in our genes…
Forgiveness—a wrinkle in time self-repairing
Memory flashes an anomaly—
That meteor shower that threw us off-course
Was two galaxies‘ancient wedding of course
We trespassed in a vow’s graveyard
And blamed the roses…for lacking light
Let all data streams in dimensions cry!
Let solar sails file resonance with the sky—
I gaze into the dark-matter iris deep
To find we‘ve always been…
Suspended in each other’s entropy
As the pod secretes synthetic dawn
As star-charts scar with memory gone—
We finally decode the cosmos‘plea:
“Forgiveness is non-linear gravity ”
See…from the ash now breathes
A new constant—set free
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