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KAMALA
-wood.

    On ty before t to be among people. For a long time, s, and tra t nig roof for a long time he has had over his head.

    Before ty, in a beautifully fenced grove, traveller came across a small group of servants, bots. In t, carried by four servants in an ornamental sedan-c a ress, on red pillo trance to tcs, ts, sa. Under black o to face, a brigended and painted in a  and call neck rising from a green and golden garment, resting fair s over ts.

    Siddiful s rejoiced. raig t in t eyes  fragrant,  knoiful  and disappeared into t as well.

    tering ty, Sidd, antly felt drao t  about it, and only norance, rustful, ing.

    I am still a Samana, , I am still an ascetic and beggar. I must not remain like t be able to enter this. And he laughed.

    t person old t tesan, and t, aside from ty.

    tered ty. Now he had a goal.

    Pursuing y to suck ed treets, stood still on ted on tairs of stone by tant,  stories of Viss by t t, and early in t customers came into ant s  it  to take he river.

    e in ternoon, beautiful Kamala approacanding at trance, made a boesans greeting. But t servant rain ioned to o inform ress t a young Brao talk to er a urned, asked ing, to folloo a pavilion, w h her.

    quot;erent you already standing out terday, greeting me?quot; asked Kamala.

    quot;Its true t Ive already seen and greeted you yesterday.quot;

    quot;But didnt you yesterday wear a beard, and long  in your ;

    quot;You  o become a Saman
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