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
( e$ ?% H; |+ R9 q: X9 CI'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned
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0 P, n8 M, t! H' K0 n# |+ `Staring at the blank page before you
! z/ |4 }' ]0 g8 p8 LOpen 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
; k1 X9 K/ f- j6 c; m. q- l* X- lSo close you can almost taste it
0 G1 H: d! G- V! `1 n  U/ XRelease your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
' H6 @1 U0 N2 [: @4 K; n3 G! m9 l9 sNo one else, no one else
) a- Z- Y; i: ?2 S5 T( ?' B& v# uCan speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
  h! j8 `" g3 _3 Z# vLive your life with arms wide open
  U# ~! N* @! D$ _Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten

' r, `& w6 [' J* S0 b8 UUnwritten---(Natasha Bedingfield)
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