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
0 E! Y* R4 T( t4 a4 D- MI'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned
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$ T* y, p# Z: w" I4 p. JStaring 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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Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
( @0 A1 w. w" k2 DRelease your inhibitions
5 k* k3 s' @# gFeel the rain on your skin
# L7 O" Y; S' n2 u5 V8 cNo one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
2 y4 ~2 ?& Z6 f2 Z3 w: G. G, PNo one else, no one else
  B6 {7 L5 ]( sCan speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
9 d- V: t) Q) \$ w; ^  H: v# zLive your life with arms wide open
- d# M3 y) B9 x7 X' n6 K" YToday is where your book begins
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) |( W) f! t& O. M! JUnwritten---(Natasha Bedingfield)