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By MAHEN PURBHOO 
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A kid’s face blackened with polish kept imploring:
Your shoes will shine, Sir, let me do the polishing!
I stifled my compassion by feigning busy.
I scorned the amputated toddler’s plea.
The amputee’s image still lingers at Place D’Armes,
Reminiscent of Port Louis’ singularly plural charms.
He could remember speedy clients’ face
By a cursory look…
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