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
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Staring at the blank page before you
2 N2 P5 Q2 s. @1 ?7 ]+ K( |) v* ]Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
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+ S, V* @" |$ p- ~Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
- O) J( M4 k) y* q$ ~( ERelease your inhibitions
5 ?% h+ D4 I9 Q. B& JFeel the rain on your skin
1 V- \8 ~- b' u5 R; E+ D; kNo one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
' {, ^. R- |: J* e5 u* z3 b: kCan speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
4 g! e2 p# L% S0 cLive your life with arms wide open
( {/ T! ?& Z( W. \7 N; t* EToday is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten
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+ \1 `3 Y" l. e& r% B9 L% \Unwritten---(Natasha Bedingfield)
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