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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! {2 V* P% O( l9 L  ^7 j, CStaring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
9 t& @. h9 n2 ^1 b" g( M5 |Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
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Reaching for something in the distance
- ^1 @1 Y5 ~* u0 ?' Y- USo close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
6 F5 P0 I5 M- w2 o$ ^/ p3 E! X$ LFeel the rain on your skin
0 E% w% O: E6 t: \: y* DNo one else can feel it for you
5 |+ x) _2 `" J  k3 g' |8 FOnly you can let it in
No one else, no one else
$ p. k  E# L8 g; `; F( `0 z/ UCan speak the words on your lips
0 V8 a* f4 U5 `7 S" K' b! IDrench yourself in words unspoken
) n) ]: U* g  N' U( C5 X7 mLive your life with arms wide open
8 J) x* q) a' V8 [Today is where your book begins
) p0 _. e- u+ QThe rest is still unwritten

Unwritten---(Natasha Bedingfield)