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Midnight December 2008:  Awakened  The cool air filled with emotions A white blanket covered the dried brown grass
War Baby Comes to America By Faizah Uddin   My grandmother births war baby in hiding. In 1971. In what will become Bangladesh.  
Brother, father.  A son and daughter.  See, fresh water.   Look, there’s an otter!   What’s an otter doing underwater?   
dear sir from dhaka bangladesh i have read your story in the internet   of your father’s land that you inherited when you were only five   and now the river that ran through this
Thee look’d out the window with nay more light. A plague; gray ash, dust, and woe filled the sky. When the smoke cleared, all was lost in the fight, And marry from thee my strength rose up high.
Like many others who came to this country             from a distant  world, I pushed my way from Bangladesh             where there are many conflicts and there is no safety.   I am like a clementine
Poor Kids in Bangladesh   Poor kids in Bangladesh; sweat, tears, heat, fears. Poor kids in Bangladesh.  
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