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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$ g3 M; D- _0 B* ]% M  KStaring at the blank page before you
: H& P" q$ h4 o" f$ aOpen 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
Release your inhibitions
* S8 P7 i3 l' ]! ]  i: JFeel the rain on your skin
$ j8 p3 L3 T3 a4 l6 A! M- ^No one else can feel it for you
! H* L! L( h' D' h+ ~, IOnly you can let it in
8 u7 T) S/ C6 z# S8 F4 D+ Q& E7 DNo one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
, d) D  B. V& R$ y; p" U" a6 vDrench yourself in words unspoken
9 V4 M5 {: q, k  A1 `Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
+ R" A# M: d' c! {  x" gThe rest is still unwritten
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Unwritten---(Natasha Bedingfield)