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That electro-static anticipation, that drives our scientifically advanced culture onward, rings in my ears. It twist us all through it's pleasing momentum. We crave knowing glance, we yearn for that aching and exquisite first touch. Very little can compare to that tight embrace, filled with confusion and excitement; drenched in delighting possibility. With the curiosity of cats we weather our own inhibitions and self doubts. We wish to be burned pure and clean by a new lovers perspiration.

I resigned myself to no longer need these things, often times resignations are short lived.