###Our little river runs down and lends two. He has his knees in water.This is my golden Bengal poem#
##My Bengali mother's that curved river in the country of my life, the eyes of my childhood can not be ignored when I see that beautiful memories of childhood.
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###My Bangla mother was scared by the chest on the way to that curved river Thanks to my Bangla mother's painted crooked river, it gets late at night to go from one end to the other.