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
9 f# n, ^- [2 I  r' N- D9 qI'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned
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& |: A. k6 ]6 F& l* mStaring at the blank page before you
$ |0 t' L; E6 o, ?. o; ?- Z2 YOpen up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
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2 T$ i5 {6 U5 N! K5 ]6 G2 a9 KReaching for something in the distance
! a5 A" r: ~( o. R9 D8 zSo close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
0 a$ F# C. H6 _- |Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
7 d+ i  Q* s  O; F, U& N; F  jNo one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
$ M2 b  A; B, D3 W( h* `Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten

Unwritten---(Natasha Bedingfield)