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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=484282" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Chat With A Lady Lawyer Invisible On The Other Line</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">u online? (no answer) <br>i know you're on line (no answer, deadma) </div><div style="margin:10px 0">how u been? busy? how is your new house? <br>and your kids? and your husband? <br>(he left you or u junked him?) <br>he left you, ok, he left you, <br>and don't bother asking, <br>i am not asking, (but i am interested<br>because i may say, he is my friend<br>at least once in those summer seminars<br>in physics,1980, long time ago, when<br>i really think he is straight and religious<br>and well composed, and calm and <br>cautious, but you finally revealed, he's on drugs<br>left you for a woman not of your level<br>or caliber, but enough with pain, <br>and misery, i will shift to oher things) </div><div style="margin:10px 0">and how is your career? making more money<br>with your university research and writing<br>and lawyering at the same time, <br>coping up with motherhood, and other<br>important matters in your life? <br>you snobbed me, and you told me<br>when i ask you if you know this lady judge<br>who is married to a school mate and you<br>said you know her, and you do not want to<br>be disturbed as your boyfriend is with you<br>and having a good time on that time of the<br>day, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">and you think i believe you? shall i swallow you hook, line and sinker? </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>i like to, but i don't really, you are just <br>mad about life, and you finally shut your mouth<br>hide in a shell, keep your fences high, and <br>declare to the world, this manifesto, that you are not talking<br>to anybody, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">to include me, and i perfectly understand, <br>and so here i am talking to myself, because<br>you prefer to be invisible, suffer alone and <br>have more time, to think, to be yourself, <br>and just be plain woman of the soul and body, <br> looking for openings<br>somewhere, to be free, to be honest, in the pursuit of happiness.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ric+S.+Bastasa">Ric S. Bastasa</a><div class=q>
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i know you're on line (no answer, deadma) 

how u been? busy? how is your new house? 
and your kids? and your husband? 
(he left you or u junked him?) 
he left you, ok, he left you, 
and don't bother asking, 
i am not asking..."></div>
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