Sky Castles

She lay on the green, daisy-smitten carpet, gazing up at the endless sky above. Clouds wafted by, lazily playing tag with one other. The sun hung in self-centred glory, quite bored, shining hopefully on the little girl below.

She, however, simply basked in the rays, oblivious to the fragile neediness above, and dreamed of castles in the sky.

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