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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Staring at the blank page before you
* q  o! _* R. @2 s- w  D5 o: I# ]Open up the dirty window
1 M5 f$ n' j$ E$ S8 LLet the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
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Reaching for something in the distance
: W& @( ^  R' L3 e5 GSo close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
# L9 L6 b. q/ I5 P4 iFeel the rain on your skin
2 h3 P9 \  Q; M( [3 nNo one else can feel it for you
/ }0 o0 I- {3 X/ d/ C4 C% k6 COnly you can let it in
3 g: v* p0 ]0 e4 j9 t5 YNo one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
- n0 V: q$ R- N, X* ELive your life with arms wide open
' J8 q+ @; A8 s6 n2 R0 aToday is where your book begins
& h+ u: p! {* m5 ]# n  Z+ D" wThe rest is still unwritten
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Unwritten---(Natasha Bedingfield)