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
I'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned

4 b" |, x, m7 `Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
& |' I! X9 [4 g* y" v& CLet the sun illuminate the words that you could not find

Reaching for something in the distance
" k5 x! H0 Y( C) O& _4 xSo close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
$ x* d; b( N9 n/ M& ^2 aNo one else can feel it for you
8 |/ D" w# t! G5 tOnly you can let it in
+ X2 Z: s% ]5 |0 qNo one else, no one else
! H' O& W8 W' [1 U# sCan speak the words on your lips
6 T& w& x+ }- }5 E# H1 Q: ~3 |Drench yourself in words unspoken
# B+ a7 C) i+ _( t* JLive your life with arms wide open
! x) s4 ]5 _% s7 kToday is where your book begins
" h% Q. P7 w, F* C% _The rest is still unwritten

  h) F) O) @9 B5 P9 BUnwritten---(Natasha Bedingfield)
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