Infinite Flowercloud

I don't know what is what
He speaks of love
But I only detect lust
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I think of him
When he is away...
I hunger
I yearn
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Wretched is the man who greedily robs the sacred tree of its fruit without concern. He thunderously declares, "Your fruit is mine for the taking, no matter the ripeness or its season. I am granted this right by the Most High." In his arrogance, while devouring the fruit, he thinks he is satisfying his cravings. That his gluttonous appetite can be fulfilled. Deep in his frenzy, yearning for more of the sweet nectar. He reaches his hand out, searching the branches for more fruit to quench his thirst. Though to his surprise the tree bears no more.

He begins searching desperately, becoming infuriated when he finds nothing to fulfill his needs. He angrily rips the leaves from the tree, he bends and breaks the branches, defiling the sanctity of the tree. Exasperated he calls out, "God, where has the fruit gone? " "Why has the tree become barren? " His ongoing pleas becoming louder and louder. Enraged he shouts at the top of his lungs, stomping his feet on the ground. "God! Why do you forsake me and hide away your most precious gifts? Aren't these fruits that are given to me my blessing? Why must I wait for more? Am I not chosen by you? "
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