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晨光在哑铃的弧线上打滑，
她解开重力，像解开一个结。
玫瑰色的战甲下，
汗珠在背脊行军，
每一滴都驮着光的碎片。
钢索嗡鸣，她的肌腱在低语，
蝴蝶骨是两片待飞的铁。
组间三十秒，她数自己的心跳，
像数一片片坠落的羽毛。
镜中的影子不断弯曲、伸展，
像藤蔓，又像绷紧的弓弦。
有人递来目光，她接住，
叠进握力带的褶皱里。
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