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The band is on the field! A premature celebration for one Stanford team. Grainy video- a blur sea of red and white. One figure gold and navy blue, shifts in the crowd... slam! A percussionist looks up dazed, slightly blinded by the glare, his team has just lost.
One glance and my desire is jostled, throwing of the ballast of rational judgement. I am convinced I need you, whatever it is. Sadly, I will partake of you and have my momentary fill. You will leave me unsatisfied. And so, I wait- for the next time you'll parade by latching onto my fickle pursuits