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I try to think as a Buddha.


In my dreams, I may be taken by Garuda.
A pure soul is Huda.
She greets is saluda.
Spiritual things are the real gooda.
I'll protect myself with a sort of souda.
When I'm hungry, you can bring me masuda.
Fill me with a Spanish sense of ruda.
I have no desire to worship the like of Ruda.
I am certainly no Neruda!

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