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
Open up the dirty window
- q9 y% w+ t3 p; u% l7 {Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
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2 }( v9 S; i: S, E5 aReaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
( D8 b' Q+ \: a1 U% z! w6 PRelease your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
5 }; q( f. |( P7 L) J+ m9 J) MNo one else, no one else
6 ^1 i* ]. R+ c" S" Z7 bCan speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
( b4 l9 E1 l* ~  s9 C( @/ JLive your life with arms wide open
% s3 R0 ]9 W  a9 _8 q! VToday is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten

5 E: m, }% u7 J  x8 q8 LUnwritten---(Natasha Bedingfield)