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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$ Q+ `7 X6 p: Z! F2 uStaring at the blank page before you
  @8 u( c; G& u* V+ z. p& d2 ^* zOpen up the dirty window
+ E$ M; g# l; I3 ?+ w: ~9 V$ lLet the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
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4 {( d% e1 X# ~* Z0 U4 J+ vReaching for something in the distance
1 f8 ?2 e" c) z! \9 b# vSo close you can almost taste it
4 ?. C2 Q' e+ i; U0 G3 l, {, d  ZRelease your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
1 ?* v* O6 D1 F5 Q' K& eNo one else can feel it for you
- l- G. {0 G; ?$ aOnly you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
/ A+ n+ a* `5 Z) ^  \Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten
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Unwritten---(Natasha Bedingfield)