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
4 J& F: i; w8 F$ C8 [I'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned

) ~$ Z& G! R  D4 X' |9 Q# lStaring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
# Z. ^+ X4 s& Y+ I. l7 u2 R; ^- l' t) rLet the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
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. [, v9 G  k: b3 w$ [% h$ a3 {Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
+ O# x# n& v4 J* ]3 T# e# k1 _Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
; _9 V8 l% Y2 j4 Z3 _Can speak the words on your lips
( _, H! V" M8 P: ]% L; q* E/ vDrench yourself in words unspoken
4 j; C' W( W0 {* S" U4 cLive your life with arms wide open
# q6 `) e# @+ s: T- SToday is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten

Unwritten---(Natasha Bedingfield)
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