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

Staring at the blank page before you
) \6 ^; o1 C! ?0 |5 n  _* }Open up the dirty window
/ l" A0 x6 ]) W. l; [/ y* \Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
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9 ]. V$ P# ]' C2 A+ u* ?- l6 z" yReaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
4 Q0 ]$ K: j! |) s) S3 DNo one else can feel it for you
) {2 K& _5 ?( \+ O3 |8 gOnly you can let it in
No one else, no one else
7 V7 R* f  t, ?4 }; D9 ]Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
1 y; `8 x0 ^5 t7 o& aToday is where your book begins
3 T* @$ F3 r3 N6 }4 aThe rest is still unwritten

Unwritten---(Natasha Bedingfield)