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“সবাই মানুষ থাকবে না। কেউ কেউ ধুলো হবে, কেউ কেউ কাঁকর ও বালি খোলামকুচির জোড়াতালি। কেউ ঘাস, অযত্নের অপ্রীতির অমনোযোগের বংশানুক্রমিক দূর্বাদল। আঁধারে প্রদীপ কেউ নিরিবিলি একাকী উজ্জ্বল। সন্ধ্যায় কুসুমগন্ধ, কেউ বা সন্ধ্যার শঙ্খনাদ। অনেকেই বর্ণমালা অল্প কেউ প্রবল সংবাদ।”

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