一百二十五号作品：雨夜

山菊

人生有没有意义我不知道。我知道的是真正去了解自己是件很有意思的事~~~只有走入人心（尤其是自己的内心），才能走出浅薄，走向成熟。
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holycow

I am unwritten, can't read my mind, I'm undefined
I'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned
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Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
  _% O/ p: S& j/ ~% M+ y# JLet the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
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Reaching for something in the distance
; v' Z/ `/ {" V1 C9 }  ]0 QSo close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
! {+ T5 D/ c4 x" w" cFeel the rain on your skin
" w# z0 S7 h* C. W7 GNo one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
6 b6 B/ ?- @( rDrench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
! x* F$ }( b; I9 m& JToday is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten

& {- J: p: _; BUnwritten---(Natasha Bedingfield)
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