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
* a; S) n- K$ e8 a  dI'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned
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' E  I3 Y! p' [( w3 g. S4 V. c% _Staring at the blank page before you
" B' V5 |  A7 }; F5 `0 eOpen up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find

Reaching for something in the distance
1 W& W* H8 v2 @! JSo close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
+ ~- ?3 f3 l# d, S* JFeel the rain on your skin
; P* T6 T5 g2 Y6 u; r5 uNo one else can feel it for you
! `- ^# \/ \5 s) x+ `" [# cOnly you can let it in
5 _8 S0 J1 z* t! u5 V) S& GNo one else, no one else
( w6 g; H% g: Z; V9 d& B8 H, p& x% WCan speak the words on your lips
' c0 ?5 H* L% z1 hDrench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
; N- b# Z3 s4 I8 ?, I6 P) ]) TToday is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten
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Unwritten---(Natasha Bedingfield)