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。

holycow

I am unwritten, can't read my mind, I'm undefined
I'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned

+ m2 }  d% A! h; @; x) [, oStaring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find

' J& L$ K* I3 e: ~Reaching for something in the distance
2 Y/ r$ t6 G0 ^* }So close you can almost taste it
# _3 \6 O3 ], F5 {: ?- e4 o% WRelease your inhibitions
8 Z" o" I0 ]- k9 R. jFeel the rain on your skin
) d& C0 |# P( y+ u/ w6 cNo one else can feel it for you
9 Z0 K7 ^9 F. @+ y/ R: t& Q* y& lOnly you can let it in
No one else, no one else
, z+ ~" V0 _# A0 e. M" Z3 \Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
' C1 ^2 [' z, c/ ?% ~' f/ rLive your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten
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Unwritten---(Natasha Bedingfield)