Mary Jesusa Villegas


Wanderer - Poem by Mary Jesusa Villegas

The more I know better
The more my heart becomes dumb
My mind is a wanderer
Its feet has no slippers
But of dirty,
thorny objects
it's numb.


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, April 15, 2012



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