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## Puranas
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This is my son, he is suffering. 266 Oh, oh, where has he gone, my lord? Oh, mother, what kind of woman is she? 268 Oh, oh, where has my son gone? Oh, my dear, he is free from the sin of violence. 151 He is adorned with garlands, earrings, and bracelets. 364 Violence, falsehood, theft, women, garlands, sandalwood paste. 372 Violence, falsehood, theft, these are born from Lakshmi. 114 For the good, for happiness, for protection, oh, my dear, you are coming. 106 Like the Himalayas and Mandara, oh, my dear, with great merits. 266 Hiranyakashipu threw it, oh, my dear, with fiery arrows. 266 I have been abducted by the king of the Rakshasas, with beautiful, charming expressions. 304 The joy of the heart, Rama, oh, my dear, these are not like the young ones. 266 Carrying trembling in his heart, oh, my son, this one has thighs like a thunderbolt. 266 They have placed their feet in the hearts, oh, my son, this is very rare. 111
A golden necklace, oh, oh, what have we done? 412 Having placed it in a golden vessel. 72 Made of gold and jewels, with dry leaves. 111 A great heap of gold and jewels. 265 Scattered with golden threads. 295 With a thousand gold coins. 287
With a thousand gold coins, it was made. 297 There was one named Hemaṅka.
In the house of Hemaṅka, his
With golden and emerald arrows. 216
They are shaking, with trembling necks, oh, Sita, the great one. The armor is being taken away, why? They are being carried away by the wind, where?
The king is being carried away. 402 They are bound with ropes of shame.
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