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Part II 
A poem by Sufia Kamal
They are here in the sky and wind
very close to our hearts.
They are in the marching feet of the processions,
with the undying song of death in their throats,
in the fiery looks of the angry protesters.
Ekushey is now mixed with blood and
the Bengali tongue.
It is now unconquerable by any.
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