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。

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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  x* z( s9 {  N2 `+ x6 a. P. f$ l5 T/ p+ MStaring at the blank page before you
- w' F! Y3 I# V! W9 g" A+ yOpen up the dirty window
; S. ]0 _% k$ G7 xLet the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
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' c' n. p  y1 p  ZReaching for something in the distance
- M& k- T8 {: k4 ~5 p) VSo close you can almost taste it
" ^3 l# H4 r8 D0 F& Q+ ORelease your inhibitions
+ G; i+ y5 Q1 s. dFeel the rain on your skin
. H% N6 l4 q) @& `No one else can feel it for you
; }$ y5 _, l7 L* ZOnly you can let it in
9 }% l- R" i7 j0 [6 v* f' X* MNo one else, no one else
7 W. O# |3 R3 @, _. A) nCan speak the words on your lips
" V" \: Y- h$ b$ {$ kDrench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
& h" k& b; A  n6 ~& R' KToday is where your book begins
1 H$ c! Z/ d3 F- k4 Z( QThe rest is still unwritten
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Unwritten---(Natasha Bedingfield)
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