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
- }1 X" A! v6 P  a. M7 _Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find

Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
, j) L- {. j* D1 z7 I7 h: ZRelease your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
! [' g; h, E! w; m% ^; [- W6 T5 yOnly you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
' ?* \  q: u: L0 k5 m) s2 RDrench yourself in words unspoken
$ d; V+ b$ Z6 W7 v. Y5 Z+ x% uLive your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
1 r5 P. x: ]0 I/ O) Y; A" _The rest is still unwritten

Unwritten---(Natasha Bedingfield)