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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* c- W# y2 H7 Q" c# U2 h1 _Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
+ y3 U: f$ g2 t* b2 H" p! TLet the sun illuminate the words that you could not find

- }0 C$ Z; F* V% O# T' `9 oReaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
7 F; i) B9 j! y! W4 URelease your inhibitions
% ^( m" d4 u; ^! H2 C# Y6 a4 jFeel the rain on your skin
+ u6 D* ]" x! BNo 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
8 w6 r" v# Q  V9 hDrench yourself in words unspoken
. [+ O, b: M1 c' }Live your life with arms wide open
' E% {: p- V( a( I7 wToday is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten
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3 W; F6 E! }" S8 }Unwritten---(Natasha Bedingfield)
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