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
5 R, F2 O. S4 P9 iI'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned

Staring at the blank page before you
$ D: ^" S/ E9 }5 k  _* W! H8 ZOpen up the dirty window
( Y8 t1 e% b# e1 @) HLet the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
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  E. O& R7 |/ K* J( e. b, XReaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
7 j' v" d3 E% n% y; i) ~$ \# ZRelease your inhibitions
7 q* F! u* M( [) i8 `Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
$ k- `9 u9 o) i8 vNo one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
  J" m, E9 @8 R) r- r0 ^Drench yourself in words unspoken
; }2 [4 Y7 l* K* k, v+ SLive your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten
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. _$ k) _8 v3 j1 g, y  yUnwritten---(Natasha Bedingfield)