Monday, September 14, 2009

make haste

Yes, you're special to me, that's all you need to know. But as long as i'm not special to you, what i think about you doesn't really matter. I don't know. I'm lost, again.

Put a smile on my face,
thousand miles to lonely days.
Not worth a thought,
lost in nights that are hot.

Try to make me smile, you know you can't.

Thevenin and Norton, Fourier and Taylor.
As Euler appears in every other module except for computing.

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