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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$ }" G" L6 n) C0 A6 [3 uStaring at the blank page before you
( C' g8 y$ J  K$ E+ L# u, J2 DOpen up the dirty window
- u; p8 ^( ?7 P: v8 ^Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
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7 b3 u. {# v, ~) SReaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
! l8 Y' A! j& Z8 w+ ?0 iRelease your inhibitions
8 S: N. L1 N! A5 x, K; F  V7 RFeel the rain on your skin
5 W# D7 H1 R8 q8 j1 }No one else can feel it for you
  Y% L/ @% B7 QOnly you can let it in
4 h/ L) U5 ^* n# ~0 k4 ENo one else, no one else
2 j0 T+ |) N' g3 {2 ]Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
+ @& x( g6 p+ ULive your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
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& P! f& r# R: w0 u0 o0 V" k9 z& lUnwritten---(Natasha Bedingfield)