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so basically all these fancy colleges I've been dreaming about are letting me know soon whether or not they're letting me in, 3 of the most important tomorrow. and I'm realizing that as horrible as it has been to wait (and believe me, the last few days I've just wanted to sleep away or something and wake up at 2pm on march 29th), it will be worse
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Lilt me your lips,
our lost breath intermingling.
Synchronize our silence
as lazy hours ease by.
Waft cocoa, hazelnut, cinnamon,
scents around me.
Tremble with me
in paralyzing pauses.
I may no longer breathe
without breathing you.
- Judith Pordon
I was reading poetry, and this reminded me of last night.
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