Message #12714

[Jitendra Hydonus]

Hey Jitendra ! 

I tnk Angel Tnk, has gone like the wind

drifting on the breeze
 
somewhere among the trees

is that  you squirrel? so many things in my life have 
vanished  that I often wonder if I'm a figment
of my own imagination. I can understand letting go
but sometimes I feel like I just lost another sock
or somebody changed me for dirty underwear.

 

have they gone  like the wind or are they just
dfrifting in the breeze? must I rely on squishdom
 for all my answers?