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The River Flows At Its Own Sweet Will, But The Flood Is Bound In The Two Banks. If It Were Not Thus Bound, Its Freedom Would Be Wasted.

-Vinoba Bhave

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The River Flows At Its Own Sweet Will, But The Flood Is Bound In The Two Banks. If It Were Not Thus Bound, Its Freedom Would Be Wasted.

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