An afternoon stroll
Gold sun, setting quietly
I say: goodnight, day.
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'Tis aromatic.
Coffee beans, crunched noisily
Make mornings magic.
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Procrastination.
College student's way of life.
Real world... here I come.
This is a documentation of a semester-long project of allowing myself to be more in touch with my creative side. Enjoy. :)
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