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who's where when what's why

i've not one clue
whats happened
to you and can't
do a thing about
it so don't come
to me expecting
to see your way
clear and outa it


len

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Joe Maverick Date: 3/18/2025 10:49:00 AM I'll raise a glass to that Len.' Once you look at things though them its all acedemic anyway.' Login to Reply Sand Blown Date: 3/29/2025 2:38:00 PM sometimes its all a flip of a coin.....len

Andrea Dietrich Date: 3/14/2025 4:00:00 PM Ha. Seeing Victors response below. Fun little poem Login to Reply Sand Blown Date: 3/15/2025 12:20:00 PM yup.....we all dig our way out.....or....not... : ) len

Daniel Henry Rodgers Date: 3/11/2025 4:41:00 PM Dear Len, Okay this one hits like a sudden gust which is sharp, direct, and full of unspoken weight. That feeling of helplessness, of being caught in the storm without a map, is so starkly real. Your words carry more than they say, and that’s the magic. Brilliant. Spring Blessings, My Dear Friend, Daniel Login to Reply Sand Blown Date: 3/12/2025 9:25:00 AM somethings just won't shake off at times.......so i look at the world the way a dragon fly might, or some other kind of animal life.....the older we get the more 'why sir?' becomes frequent and, 'well', i answer, 'ah....hmmmm....nice day'...........len

Victor Buhagiar Date: 3/10/2025 9:15:00 AM Ok, Ok, got the message. Strangely even I have no clue. Login to Reply Sand Blown Date: 3/10/2025 11:18:00 AM ehhhh.....t'was me inner self speaking....wrt, talking to/of an inner mirror?......cofcof....len : )