Melanie Agua - Masked

Joy shook my hand but masked
that I did not know his face~
Nor did I bother to unwrap him.
I had too many hands to bother.

I remember delight but when?
Himself refreshed but done.
Wandering in another town,
shaking hands and masked.

Melanie Agua

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