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

6 h6 t5 F7 Z  A6 T. K2 l5 aStaring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
+ i5 @7 p6 }9 K1 q* s$ |Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
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* D1 v5 T) C% `' K0 O0 AReaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
# N1 ^7 K" n0 ]2 X' z* A9 }Feel the rain on your skin
) e* q" [& O0 @0 G0 zNo one else can feel it for you
  }  B: {% h1 \% B% ?: Y% V( xOnly you can let it in
: R4 V* _" B1 ]$ E8 v1 ANo one else, no one else
( K0 C- x4 d  ?: T* ]( e: S7 SCan speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
  R& [) a4 M% i' ^5 s$ B, XThe rest is still unwritten
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Unwritten---(Natasha Bedingfield)
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