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

# `7 y* a0 `  ?6 z3 Z( d4 G# l  D. UStaring at the blank page before you
) n5 j3 r; D7 h8 ?; f: e3 `9 |- A; ?) QOpen up the dirty window
. X3 v* {) t+ _! `  W4 h/ W2 k: }Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
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Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
& g6 R! m% e) VRelease your inhibitions
* V0 F4 \) m2 C) ^: ZFeel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
0 w0 {9 q5 u: y$ s" yOnly you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
8 A- T5 n# a8 vDrench yourself in words unspoken
2 E- ?2 X( ~6 [* ZLive your life with arms wide open
$ B. ]3 j& A1 G6 sToday is where your book begins
# E% W0 h2 ]5 _, }The rest is still unwritten
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Unwritten---(Natasha Bedingfield)