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
I'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned

3 z; i. r$ G, }$ [; G" i4 LStaring at the blank page before you
8 F1 |+ t$ o6 `1 TOpen up the dirty window
Let 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
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
5 f7 ?- s3 T1 wNo one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
5 X3 w" x) q* X- C; pCan speak the words on your lips
7 ^# F; Z7 p6 q! d3 m$ R$ h5 BDrench yourself in words unspoken
2 q. j  [2 X! ?' O) ~Live your life with arms wide open
7 ?0 @! w& T% H7 J9 ZToday is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten
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Unwritten---(Natasha Bedingfield)