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AWAKENING

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        In ts, Siddopped once again, suddenly, as if t of h.

        Because suddenly,    art art again at t in tavana, t exalted one, already aoiarded as natural and took fra er years as an ascetic, urn to    no, ion: "But I am no loiy more, I am not a priest any more, I am no Braever s    my fatudy? Make s? Practise meditation? But all t;

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        Out of t, ar in t of t of a cold and despair, Siddrated. : t tremor of t struggle of t    long until rides, started to proceed sly and impatiently, o her, no longer back.
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