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
6 V0 r# L/ k# e/ ]I'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned
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Staring 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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" O! ]( V8 u) E9 y; DReaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
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No one else, no one else
6 k% E* s, k3 t" ~) Z6 @, pCan speak the words on your lips
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Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
+ [& C8 C- B3 A4 a; wThe rest is still unwritten
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Unwritten---(Natasha Bedingfield)