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。

holycow

I am unwritten, can't read my mind, I'm undefined
# m7 L& N6 y/ g, }I'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned

% F5 G* J4 u( L3 MStaring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
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6 F3 z1 }* o" q  H5 h& S/ @Reaching for something in the distance
) s$ A' k/ X1 USo close you can almost taste it
6 {/ [$ T3 n3 z! ~2 U9 fRelease your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
$ V! b1 `7 a* N$ NOnly you can let it in
  I7 I/ D3 \2 {No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
( @5 l, R/ _4 k$ N5 Q7 p8 ~Today is where your book begins
- z! B0 t2 K, A( Q: nThe rest is still unwritten
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) [# r6 Z2 e5 BUnwritten---(Natasha Bedingfield)