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Literature
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Short Story
Shuvro, On A Distant River-Bank
Sitting and waiting by the bank of the river for the ferry-boat, Shuvro recalled the day when they had first arrived at this village.
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Black Market
Within our city borders
smuggling is called 'black’
in the eyes of the law a grave offenceYet in this city when my lover
fooling all playing hide 'n seek
comes to meet me
from her eyes Drip
tears
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For more worse or both better?
"Mrs Kandiah who
More worse ah
Your husbuurn
Or my one?""Puan Salmah both
Also betterr
Without their
Backside behind Us how we
Can grumble
Everyday in
The market?" "Complain,
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