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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" _4 Y7 e1 U( N9 @Staring at the blank page before you
# X3 `9 `7 |( `7 @Open up the dirty window
6 W7 i, W7 x) A9 t' u4 f4 {Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find

Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
6 i; g( ~, U2 f& a, TRelease your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
3 i  E; o0 u% I! _5 HNo one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
9 y% O7 b) P) I% [Can speak the words on your lips
! F# u2 y3 {9 _Drench yourself in words unspoken
6 {/ w/ q: I5 q) i$ H; {  Y0 D9 ZLive your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten

Unwritten---(Natasha Bedingfield)
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