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“I was meditating in that body, and did not hear. So thus the Search is
ended. For the merit that I have acquired, the River of the Arrow is
here. It broke forth at our feet, as I have said. I have found it. Son
of my Soul, I have wrenched my Soul back from the Threshold of Freedom
to free thee from all sin—as I am free, and sinless! Just is the Wheel!
Certain is our deliverance! Come!”
He crossed his hands on his lap and smiled, as a man may who has won
salvation for himself and his beloved.
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