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“তোমাকে যখন দেখি, তার চেয়ে বেশি দেখি যখন দেখি না। চড়ুই পাখিরা জানে আমি কার প্রতিক্ষায় বসে আছি- তুমি ব্যস্ত, তুমি একা, তুমি অন্তরাল ভালোবাসো! সন্ন্যাসীর মতো হাহাকার করে উঠি- দেখা দাও, দেখা দাও, পরমুহূর্তেই ফের চোখ মুছি। হেসে বলি, তুমি যেখানেই যাও, আমি সঙ্গে আছি!”

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