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
$ j+ k4 @; N. V, s7 M7 H2 o! qI'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned

3 B2 x: f0 T  I: UStaring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
/ ?/ `  p9 I. J- y( B* vLet 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
8 g; V7 x1 w3 A& F3 xRelease your inhibitions
) m" ~* {2 T. R( W% |8 `+ V4 S  nFeel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
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Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
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Unwritten---(Natasha Bedingfield)
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