Wandering Poem by Dennis Go

Wandering



I wait for this
Long evening
Where my soul
Can roam about
And be ready
To fly
And fade away.

Look, my body
Lies in cold slumber.
Leave him alone
In remote existence
For I'll be
Literally
Roaming free.

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Dennis Go

Dennis Go

Manila, Philippines
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