Mask 2

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What have you been upto?
she asked when she saw him
tiptoeing out of the kitchen
when rest of the home slept
“Nothing mommy…”
He protested a bit too loud
crumbs of the sweet
on his tiny lips
ripped away the mask of innocence.

poetry mdp

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