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  He was very thin, half naked, one arm 
broken, glasses cracked. 
Early morning an owlet will land over his head 
And give a long hoot. 

The bleary eyes will look down non-chalantly 
on browsing goats at his feet. I will see a twinkle 
in the eyes. 

A cave man, or Buddha! I loved your brazenness 
cat-walking alone on the spiky path of truth, 
drinking goat’s milk and raising cotyledons 
of guiltless faith. 

Post-traumatic, I squeeze your feet. 
Any reincarnation in future? Any divine intervention?
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