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The song Unwritten by Natasha Bedingfield reminds me of my high school graduation day. This song was playing in the room where we had to wait before we were allowed to go into the stadium. The ceremony started and when it was time to give speeches a lot of people came and gave speeches. Our class principal was the last one to give the speech, in her speech she read these lines from the song “I am unwritten, can't read my mind, I'm undefined, I'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned, Staring at the blank page before you,Open up the dirty window, Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find, Reaching 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, Only you can let it in, No one else, no one else, Can speak the words on your lips, Drench yourself in words unspoken, Live your life with arms wide open,Today is where your book begins, The rest is still unwritten.” Then she explained what the song means. The book symbolizes the life, “undefined” and “still unwritten“signifying future that is not known. “the pen in my hand” denoting the total control one has, or can have, on unfolding of future events even though they may appear to be be unplanned. “Staring at the blank page” signifying one facing a mental block, a hopeless dilemma or an indecisive uncontrollable situation. “Open up the dirty window“ metaphorically represents confronting and stepping out of or getting rid of past unpleasant memories. “Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find” symbolizes new positive thoughts highlighting yet unexplored possibilities that can be always around. “Feel the rain on your skin” can be interpreted as experiencing any and every event in life as fully as possible, with total passion - because “No one else can feel it for you. Only you can let it in.” “Live your life with arms wide open. Today is

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