At first I had thought the leak unlucky, yet it became the greatest piece of good fortune to have come my way in some time.
The leak had been a blessing for it had let the water quench the plants and enabled the bucket to dry in the sun, developing such a clean and earthy aroma.
I was the leak, yet all I did was let light leak into a cavern and show what was there all the time.
The leak had allowed the perfumed water to bring a rosy aroma to the sofa, yet it was time to seal it up for good.
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