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heh ... My soon-to-be ex-colleagues Farewell e-mail

And now the end is near, and so I face the final curtain. We had joy, we had fun, we had seasons in the sun, but every rose has its thorn. There's gonna be a heartache tonight, I know, but, all in all, it's just another brick in the wall. Yes, tomorrow we'll get our motor running, head out on the highway, looking for adventure in whatever comes our way, because tramps like us, baby we were born to run, and I still haven't found what I'm looking for.

So goodbye yellow brick road. Que sera, sera; whatever will be will be. You can't always get what you want, but don't worry, be happy; here comes the sun. And although glory days, well, they'll pass you by, don't stop believin.'

My heart will go on,

J. D.


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