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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Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find

& ~* x1 d5 ]: D0 W, nReaching for something in the distance
9 {5 Z4 P! k% |4 ~. L# ySo close you can almost taste it
. e% o' M" U+ l8 oRelease your inhibitions
8 w1 ~" D7 \% L, ~Feel the rain on your skin
8 F/ x" l; F, f9 L; i1 R# I* LNo one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
% H( g" K: y) k; B0 v. {No one else, no one else
# b. K! p$ v& [( `Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
" ~/ ^1 M) [$ o- B" ]Today is where your book begins
' U+ j# E' v/ R( qThe rest is still unwritten

Unwritten---(Natasha Bedingfield)
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