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Memories of...#26DaysOfSummer #A-ZChallenge

I don't know if this one counts for a poem. My rhyming sense failed miserably as emotion took over. A stinging emotion called nostalgia. A nostalgia which is synonymous to summer itself and a lot of other sweet things.

Here goes:

What is your favorite mango memory? share it with me here, won't you? :)


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