Envy
Time came, and I see you In the state of envy, solely you From the root of your skins As I knew you, you never that Everyday's incompatible For your spirit begins neutral Along with the bleakness of the air I see you once more, you never that The sun was bright You're out of my sight As timidity made us staid I left with sterling pretensions.
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