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Mangoes

 
walking across brooks
wet coldness to her thighs
pebbles under her feet

standing on grass
tickling her toes
a bright lady bug

ripe mangoes
hanging down
heavy on the branches

she plucked one
peeled and bite
juice to her chin
Written by Grace (IDryad)
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