Serendipity. I like this word. It rolls off the tongue beautifully. Almost as if you can put a rhythm to it. Serendipity.
Serendipity is mysterious. And she sounds so much better than chance.
Serendipity is magical. A sprinkle of stardust and rainbow twirls.
Serendipity is manna. A measured gift from heaven.
Serendipity is mesmerising. She makes you dizzy with delight.
Serendipity only reveals herself to those who are looking for her.
I am a pilgrim in search of serendipity. Come join me.
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