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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8 {6 l% Y% L# n0 U, t8 _# i. AStaring at the blank page before you
9 N. o* y: Z, _5 b: Q9 ~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
7 @, i' y% e' z" b) x$ S& LSo close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
3 D* z& R. @3 _1 H' K  bFeel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
: H* H# R. b1 b  l% @Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
) ^! K% d6 _7 r" S- T# bCan speak the words on your lips
0 h' |8 i: j& {6 W! E9 _Drench yourself in words unspoken
; k: K, S0 L; n* @% I0 wLive your life with arms wide open
) W  ~% L2 B2 d, _& {6 yToday is where your book begins
. p! H$ l' L" z! J( ]- {4 d6 e5 yThe rest is still unwritten

5 `4 W  q) B0 \1 F) @Unwritten---(Natasha Bedingfield)
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