Transcription: The hands of time move forward and I still have not heard your voice. I was certain you would call. By now the road should be in your dainty hand. Or maybe not. That's why you haven't called. The conception of the plan was a long time in coming. I needed to learn about romance. I sat and read many books. There was the usual candy. Now a movie. Some drinks after work. No wait. A single rose. A rose left mysteriously on your desk while you took your usual 10-15 coffee break. You were supposed to figure it out from that clue that I thought of you that often. The rose on your desk, the rose, like ...
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