A Company of One Hundred Zeros


Since a young age I came to be

A computer geek with technology always around

It was not long before I could see

This was the direction in which I was bound


As the years flew by

One thing seemed to never waver

The one true apple of my eye

Was always of a technological flavor


The one place that continued to call my name

A palace of innovation

Soon became my career aim

And was the goal of my never-ending concentration


Looking back, now things are clear

Working in Mountain View, my future seems so near


Countless hours were spent

Learning the basics and much further beyond

Of operating systems and hardware that meant

The end product, the demonstration of my passion, was almost spawned


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