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
$ U% s( X& J2 `* r8 I5 [' l# t2 E' OOpen up the dirty window
9 k0 X6 g2 D( |( [0 b+ NLet the sun illuminate the words that you could not find

- J5 H# P0 c" y" p& l$ N" lReaching for something in the distance
* S2 u' i& U. N) Y6 S4 Z' y' @6 SSo close you can almost taste it
  Q0 k- ^! u1 G+ t# x3 KRelease your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
; J6 s7 S+ R, e% B. z/ sOnly you can let it in
No one else, no one else
" H3 a; z% ~1 W  JCan speak the words on your lips
/ y5 d0 S7 l! f; q) qDrench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
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Unwritten---(Natasha Bedingfield)