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
" p; a  A2 \- z) C3 S" oI'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned
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; Z& m( \, i& O+ K. ?Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
1 r' v  W! {9 D+ SLet the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
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) V" m9 S: x4 m3 Z, N4 MReaching for something in the distance
1 u0 g& [# ]6 s8 ^5 YSo close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
# C6 z6 w0 K  R; kFeel the rain on your skin
) i: V( p4 `# p9 WNo one else can feel it for you
" \- I2 ], r% s2 J" rOnly you can let it in
+ m* m+ X0 o6 Q( X# p5 ^- GNo one else, no one else
  o& K8 u5 W4 y; q1 oCan speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
+ x3 N* Z: O+ l1 VLive your life with arms wide open
6 t' P9 ?" A* C$ C3 z3 n' EToday is where your book begins
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Unwritten---(Natasha Bedingfield)