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。

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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1 h5 _$ w) b* wStaring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find

Reaching for something in the distance
; W9 I7 m7 g9 ~/ P# V! fSo close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
- `6 A. @  S* N6 n8 pOnly you can let it in
No one else, no one else
3 J1 i4 C2 U; N! g) S5 M- ?3 c" jCan speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
( f  `& T5 ^* bLive your life with arms wide open
  i4 W' x$ n+ [7 CToday is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten

Unwritten---(Natasha Bedingfield)
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