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
6 |8 G) U* d4 |I'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned
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4 I) q/ b) i! s4 \Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
/ h' G6 ~# C+ p, BLet the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
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Reaching for something in the distance
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0 l( W$ c9 J1 e3 mRelease your inhibitions
- f& k+ i( L- G  pFeel the rain on your skin
  O4 {3 C8 G5 Y; C# w! W/ eNo one else can feel it for you
0 R0 v) q& z$ v( g6 P7 ~' POnly you can let it in
4 w! O" p( @' W8 J2 h6 VNo one else, no one else
" e  V* J& J0 _% J$ Q2 UCan speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
2 w. J8 V  Q# WLive your life with arms wide open
3 W5 D6 g: b# RToday is where your book begins
  A. n& L1 b" CThe rest is still unwritten

Unwritten---(Natasha Bedingfield)