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Oh India, sacred holy sights of Lord Buddha, cool greens lawns of Delhi, hot sandy river bed of the Neranjara, jagged rock formations of Gridhrakuta Mountain, rich rice paddy fields in Bihar, bustling, dirty old streets of Varanasi, Calcutta, lush tropical paradise of Madras. Walking equally through all in peace. Oh India, Great Land of the Buddha, thank you. I am smiling.

Michael Grossi, California

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