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
  y7 b( [% {- S. ~I'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned
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3 [* r) u0 ~9 u2 D6 nStaring at the blank page before you
# v) U0 `% x0 U3 `4 ?+ w- _Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find

Reaching for something in the distance
# I! R5 h, Y- M$ m7 WSo close you can almost taste it
3 @' J6 K2 j3 x8 N8 U7 lRelease your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
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& ~- p3 Q, C8 B2 KNo one else, no one else
7 r: e9 A) _0 x' a- y% I6 ~Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
  |1 N7 V0 K3 v: Z) G3 rLive your life with arms wide open
% Y* W0 s5 x4 d+ V- q# m, I; ~9 G- {Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten
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* C! l& c" ?5 K& P* wUnwritten---(Natasha Bedingfield)