Gettysburg Address
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Rahman Henry
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It was lain in a grainfield, faraway,
As it occurs often; decomposed, has been melted.
A few jackals dragged it
And brought closer to the locality;
No way to identify. Now, the people started whispering:
— ‘‘Ah, who is this dead man? ''
And I can hear, clearly
In Bengali, resounds and reproduces— Gettysburg Address:
‘‘— of the people, by the people, for the people—''
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