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

$ z' ~  E8 ~9 x( L: e; nStaring at the blank page before you
, k* {- t1 F4 b5 R, |# IOpen 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
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
" V: I$ [0 L! @# o) O. Q9 uFeel the rain on your skin
) _9 [5 r- m! K5 ~3 l) d3 W, `5 O; PNo one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
  g: _4 d, [* H6 u6 b( ZNo one else, no one else
7 F% _1 m5 F7 t8 K7 K  zCan speak the words on your lips
) L0 R% }, V$ n! c/ xDrench yourself in words unspoken
2 s2 t( T7 ?" y3 x* lLive your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
7 }: W# [+ b3 q) }  X4 t: VThe rest is still unwritten
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  S) Y/ Y; `: @' G- E! |Unwritten---(Natasha Bedingfield)
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