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When I think of a rambutan,
I can see the hairy red
colored fruit on the trees,
I can smell the fresh green
leaves and white flesh,
I can feel the shape,
almost rounded, almost perfect,
I can taste that shade of
happiness inside my mouth,
My dear rambutan, my
seasonal rambutan.
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