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
4 j* L( k9 o8 B0 n3 KI'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned

. R! Q; n/ y7 y0 {3 {4 lStaring at the blank page before you
Open 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
% Z8 m& W, w' E8 ESo close you can almost taste it
- A" G+ s( w& m) yRelease your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
1 u/ X1 l2 T  g7 fNo one else can feel it for you
/ G2 L3 ~! ~- V" O* S) }Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
8 B/ c, `: J, B, `/ vCan speak the words on your lips
1 @' ~9 `! o5 ^" v, X0 ZDrench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten

Unwritten---(Natasha Bedingfield)
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