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

: Q" x$ j( j3 Q' Z% |! \Staring at the blank page before you
9 C$ H7 o2 v( K3 E1 C" C/ ~, gOpen up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
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0 k2 t% G4 W9 `. g3 PReaching for something in the distance
# C- b; P8 z! B* y5 [3 D% USo close you can almost taste it
! u4 G' B& G6 K4 }: pRelease your inhibitions
% J) C5 @0 a1 @3 uFeel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
" d8 ~# v: T, T6 h! w6 mCan speak the words on your lips
0 x" D5 s( s( X, P0 J2 T, c# GDrench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
) `8 q6 {4 U: ~' rThe rest is still unwritten

$ m0 R9 K+ w7 Y! ?. J8 r" XUnwritten---(Natasha Bedingfield)