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
9 n& {6 z1 p$ c* cI'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned
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Staring at the blank page before you
$ b! U/ ^# G4 C5 sOpen up the dirty window
* T8 f4 w; B7 C7 b4 LLet the sun illuminate the words that you could not find

! N& q* g/ \1 UReaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
) T! \4 C- B0 L- TRelease your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
6 }& C& M8 U" B+ g/ pOnly you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
( F  e$ T3 j, r( K& ADrench yourself in words unspoken
( C) m, `8 ]3 g1 k* LLive your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
8 J. d4 I' D1 d& h% V" Y! ?  B: U# x6 D- WThe rest is still unwritten

Unwritten---(Natasha Bedingfield)
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