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
' j6 ^2 r' W5 {' a3 F% [I'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned

: d$ p, K' [8 q: Z8 Q' ?* [, aStaring at the blank page before you
9 E; E* t5 u* z7 k( j. VOpen up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
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4 E" F& q  G' I2 B8 {/ xReaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
  h& _/ F1 e- O; n, @Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
. D% I; D8 p4 \. R1 |7 f; UOnly you can let it in
) c7 b- x, T9 c3 ?4 }2 ]No one else, no one else
( I; w: b% f8 k4 l1 tCan speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
5 P- {/ F" R9 m3 jToday is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten

" c5 y+ ~. ^- x( l- D" LUnwritten---(Natasha Bedingfield)