coincidental, isn't it?

all that she wished for,

longed for,

lent itself to her in the blink of an eye.

maybe it wouldn't last,

euphoria is a temporary heaven, after all.

but after everything that she had been through,

and after all the time she had waited

building her sand castles in the rain,

you know it was all for the sunshine.

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