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“And that is good,” Vasudeva said, his weathered face a mask of ancient calm. “To suffer. To love. To let go.”

Siddhartha stayed.

Then the vision faded. The river flowed on. Siddhartha sat, a quiet smile on his lips, and listened to the many-voiced laughter of the One. siddhartha hermann hesse