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
Open up the dirty window
2 J6 y* t* M) B" ^: n' p0 JLet the sun illuminate the words that you could not find

Reaching for something in the distance
9 X0 K( ?7 {9 H6 F/ J' R& j$ gSo close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
5 }2 ^# H% ~' k4 T2 B0 VFeel the rain on your skin
  z+ T6 w) Y: g6 g) UNo one else can feel it for you
9 `0 i, _! o# Q+ j1 }7 dOnly you can let it in
* `* P0 O6 H9 M. A. ZNo one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
1 r9 X/ z: n' b3 [0 VLive your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten

Unwritten---(Natasha Bedingfield)
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