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
# l* @' V8 c/ S* q1 [$ |I'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned
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) k. Z1 s- h# ?  V$ e! j2 p7 `Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
8 d5 a  x( h" W# A, B7 Y' H; BLet the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
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9 m* V6 x, o  {- }8 k- SReaching for something in the distance
0 [3 u, [5 l2 k+ KSo close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
/ X3 b1 D. w8 X2 [9 kNo 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
$ E: J7 C4 y% g; d& sDrench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
5 F6 M6 z6 N! a% v2 e7 JToday is where your book begins
! ?' e4 Z) `* |" T9 dThe rest is still unwritten
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- l4 M# D8 k6 F& F& hUnwritten---(Natasha Bedingfield)