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THE MANGO TREEBy the well, stood the mango tree,so tall,lush green,as if mocking its immortalityto the evening brisk breeze,its leaves would quiver,s..
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i do smile when she is aroundan effortless smile,it hides my paini do laugh when she makes funny facesthough they are not for me,but someone else'show..
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