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Narasimha grabbed Hiranyakashipu and carried him to the threshold, which was neither indoors nor outdoors, and placed him on his lap, which wasn't land, water, or air. As twilight approached, a time that met neither day nor night, Narasimha's sharp claws, which were neither man nor beast, tore apart Hiranyakashipu whose blessed boon failed in front of the power of the almighty.
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KALAMPATUA
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