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
# w9 }5 N% W8 z6 d$ ^1 ]8 QI'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned

+ `, ?' C0 Q+ J4 a/ dStaring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
7 ^# T) l. W( l3 cLet the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
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; k) X" B# f; h. o% o( `Reaching for something in the distance
6 x& L3 ?9 w* t5 FSo close you can almost taste it
: M- x! _0 L8 u) \Release your inhibitions
. S( a7 f5 \* }9 e# m; g. yFeel the rain on your skin
" ]' b9 q9 [' c# [' B$ P/ }No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
3 a, U& ~4 M( i5 Y- [No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
2 z4 I1 [5 N( t9 u! w: z# d1 gDrench yourself in words unspoken
' p' A; `) I6 e4 P) U7 n# {Live your life with arms wide open
; u! H9 E0 l) |! c. l1 i3 K4 `Today is where your book begins
9 g9 A% M% P- _- d, S; q: ZThe rest is still unwritten
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Unwritten---(Natasha Bedingfield)