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Cambridge
“Cambridge!” Lorraine shouted, one fist in the air, the other wrapped around the Mercedes steering wheel. “Here we come!” The rest of us chanted to the top of our lungs. Allison, the redhead, pulled her burgundy, St. Catherine’s sweater over her head, knocki...
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When I fall asleep...
I fell asleep in you I fell asleep in your bliss And your thoughts I never knew I could merge And melt with one Your voice trumpets over every Other sound of the world I can close my eyelids and Still see your fantasies through My awakened eyeballs ...