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
! Q$ o# C. |5 [6 P$ U7 D3 X2 q+ l5 tI'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned
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6 A1 F, I8 a6 A& T& Q2 q0 k8 HStaring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
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* ~* }# O2 U6 s6 ~Reaching for something in the distance
: J  N: s  V% f# ~; c7 |So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
+ [9 _. `  p2 y9 L4 A( K5 i$ bOnly you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
5 ?, W7 A# A. \: `Drench yourself in words unspoken
. k: o+ J! P/ u8 LLive your life with arms wide open
/ O* N; w! e6 v8 ]Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten
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5 L/ h# c& l' C8 K- AUnwritten---(Natasha Bedingfield)