He was trying to burn all my intricate collections of sacred gifts; a heirloom handed to me for safe keeping. Suddenly, all were destroyed, broken and confiscated with the exception of my benefactors and I felt pain; but why? Then, I noticed the eternal smile on my benefactor's face and I smiled, looking at him, who has adorned so much troubled of salvaging other's deed. I gently placed my benefactor back to where he came; partly soiled but completely beautiful. It broke my attachment, not my heart...
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