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

( a1 o8 b) @, f& f( }$ k" d. b& xStaring at the blank page before you
9 d0 k& D& \8 g4 b& NOpen up the dirty window
' d5 z' J& |7 S0 {Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
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. r  O. G  e5 C$ y- y: P8 zReaching for something in the distance
$ T% i  K( G; [0 A$ [- F+ C, dSo close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
: F0 H, Y' S2 Z* W' ^& tFeel the rain on your skin
3 m0 b! Q( N: V% sNo one else can feel it for you
, O* m# T. o5 G% U' d" UOnly you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
/ k' }( U- D5 K: y! R; {: RDrench yourself in words unspoken
3 _& H& ?+ z$ S% @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)