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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=541366" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>21st Century Job</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">There you are. Haunting my mirror, watching me<br>Making small talk with myself. So what do you think of the weather today? <br>Oh it’s never been better, I say as I strain to imitate your female voice.<br>Which doesn’t really work out because I’m still not in touch with my feminine side enough.<br>But even if I was, I still couldn’t counterfeit the love we shared.<br>And even if I was, I couldn’t recreate a beauty no longer there.<br>But I still try to<br>Because I can’t forget you.<br>And the hail rains down outside tonight like so many stones<br>Thrown at me by god. But why would he want to stone me, dammit? <br>Am I Job's great great great great great great great great grandson? <br>Or something? <br>Maybe, he answers silently through your gravestone<br>Which I will have a one-sided chat with today<br>Despite the weather.<br>Maybe, god tells me. But maybe is an answer I don’t want to hear<br>As I stand near this rock marking a victim of chance. <br>Because the fear of tragedy has steered me into a sad apathy <br>I never knew was in me before you died. <br>But you are not gone.<br>Nothing is wrong! I will keep you alive! <br>I will make you live on as a spirit which visits me: <br>There. You. Are. Dancing with me under the stars as they rain stones<br>Down on me and the monument to your life. But I will weather the weather<br>Like the gravestone staring me down just to dance with you.<br>And here. We. Are. Together again, expressing love<br>Through awkward steps and turns like we used to do: <br>You, dodging my awful coordination, which makes me trip on your foot<br>Smilingly<br>While your ghost smiles too.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Thomas+Lyons">Thomas Lyons</a><div class=q>
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Making small talk with myself. So what do you think of the weather today? 
Oh it’s never been better, I say as I strain to imitate your female voice.
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