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
# N0 Y/ x# |# {, t& Q5 II'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned
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Staring at the blank page before you
( b5 K" b. e1 k/ A- ^Open 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
* x) N4 s- L; R0 O( I) rRelease your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
/ Q1 S" m5 a% e1 INo one else can feel it for you
7 }) j2 x  T8 Y& I. W7 V( f: r& HOnly you can let it in
No one else, no one else
. V: W  F9 Y- uCan speak the words on your lips
* w( q, Y& H- ]3 R4 DDrench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
  Y; v, t9 {5 |! W; fThe rest is still unwritten
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Unwritten---(Natasha Bedingfield)