I Met Buddha
Make me your warrior , i pleaded
Buddha looked at me
Eyes rising like sun
Gifted me his sword
smiled and said
Have faith in me
Walk my way
But if you happen to
Meet me on the way
Kill me with my sword
I would be delighted
To taste the sword
sharp enough to hit me
I want you to be
The first and last you
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