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

0 O" D- m/ _% a; W! YStaring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find

$ i" G1 |' H: N* V! i8 z3 rReaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
( q& F( t& A* ~5 M( f, t* VNo one else can feel it for you
9 x$ f/ ?% n3 ?* n/ e7 ZOnly you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
. G3 K! d( s+ V$ j0 }& pDrench yourself in words unspoken
4 N' s9 D4 j" GLive your life with arms wide open
/ |$ `8 q3 t# \( @9 \Today is where your book begins
. a. C4 [! X# Q5 i) x) ]; l, mThe rest is still unwritten
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$ ]" V4 c3 A& T0 I. ]Unwritten---(Natasha Bedingfield)
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