A.R.A.N.Y.I.

i am collecting beautiful objects.

I'm quiting my job in January

And I couldn’t be happier!

Subtly, softly swollen with smoke Grey haze takes soft peace in my lungs Like an ancient, archeic, scarlet dragon I let soft horizons of ash bellow There is an upmost peace within myself. A pheonix crawls from my peace, giving birth to something magnificient and foreign. The taste of coffee and cigarettes rolls across my tounge, bringing warmth on this ashen grey day.

(these are all conrad roset btw)

(these are all conrad roset btw)

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