…buddha

…sometimes I wonder how many shakespeares’ live and die, unfounded and unknown-

minds of undocumented gifts and writings- homeless souls under bridges, with minds of Buddha- internal riches that never made cash value-

but what if the actual shakespeare had never been found- what if such words had never been shared- if no one paid attention-…

sometimes I wonder how many shakespeares’ live and die, unfounded and unknown-

minds of undocumented gifts and writings- homeless under bridges, with minds of Buddha-

sometimes I wonder if I will die one too-

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