She exchanged her constricting cloak of cynicism
for a volatile veil of vulnerability
and gave sunshine permission to seep into her soul
and allowed her grimace to relax into a smile
and cardiac-laughter to bubble like a hot spring
as she savoured,
with ecstasy,
her glass
half-full
of wonder
and half-full
of strength.
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