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。

holycow

I am unwritten, can't read my mind, I'm undefined
I'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned
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& e; L" l' o$ L' kStaring 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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- T" a" ?& Z* JReaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
. g! I1 q1 M- ^6 {" U- QFeel the rain on your skin
1 ]5 L  Z$ Y" J( A2 fNo one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
( M/ p7 r0 b( u$ \2 `6 g8 ^Drench yourself in words unspoken
( {: ~5 y2 B, ?! O- PLive your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten

Unwritten---(Natasha Bedingfield)