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 ably, and so I have reached this place of bliss as though I had sat at his feet and had died in his blessed doctrine. So my pilgrimage has not been in vain."

Very soon Kamanita reached the pond again, where he let himself down upon his red lotus flower like a bird that returns to its nest.