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
- V( ^2 g! c1 _6 l) t" T- VI'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned

: ]7 m3 N# e" Z) B$ j$ B* QStaring at the blank page before you
) K6 h1 e+ i, n( e1 Q# @& {Open up the dirty window
+ E0 w" W3 P5 ]! X2 hLet the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
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3 a: o) m8 n3 D. l  O: mReaching for something in the distance
9 J7 R1 F& L# r0 L) ?; r5 ySo close you can almost taste it
2 r/ F  ^: d4 i, i  M& @5 i! K' ~Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
1 X: i2 z! c/ s  F& n. a" h- I$ k" xNo one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
: M: m* |( `9 o! N. s3 ^Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
4 v+ p0 ]7 E0 Z! _Live your life with arms wide open
  |! O) I% p$ O4 ?5 a1 m6 d7 H8 C' SToday is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten

Unwritten---(Natasha Bedingfield)
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