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
8 c# C; e' {2 Y" o, E. u. D, o( a0 \I'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned
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Staring at the blank page before you
2 H- e. \! f' `9 O5 _8 `' B- [6 ^Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
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( G: ?& g- F" bReaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
& q) d" u  v, i1 C7 m. ?) n- FRelease your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
/ r1 A) `, X  ?9 z2 k/ x* WNo one else can feel it for you
! ]) a1 J9 T9 b: e9 h# f& {9 aOnly you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
# j/ `: p! U0 U/ I6 `& z% y- [Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
7 h1 O  V4 G) Z' D" d( \* ]# H/ pThe rest is still unwritten

Unwritten---(Natasha Bedingfield)