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- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - 2008-03-10 | | As HP is not my home And I’m sick to deal with servers I now go, ‘cause I go on And begin to show a fever Because now it’s ‘Valentine’ And emotion is all mine. I am heading right to you Filled with romance and with night That is coming through the window And I leave this business kingdom With a little bit of haste, As I haven’t got yet roses But I wouldn’t think that poses Such a threat to our evening, I am waiting for your smile Anyway from the beginning And till summer, if it may. So my darling, take good care On the storage of our passion As today is not just fashion It’s a way for us to stay, And remember about us. I leave now, and as I’m passing Near a printer that keeps running For God knows whom in a corner I remember that you’re coming, But with what words should I greet you? Just to give you sweets and flowers And pretend that’s it for hours? I imagine you’d be looking For some deeper thoughts and feelings, And I wouldn’t like that seeing That I’ve noticed in a conference When the eyes were not just searching For the others but they meant Unspoken questions. So I’m thinking of today, that could be worth to adore And I’m rushing on this floor As I wouldn’t like to miss Quite on an evening like this Your coming with all it means. But I know – we will feel crazy. February 2008 * It contains mandatory words
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