Envy my dear.

Fire_from_brazier

Envy, my dear so ardent

Leaves no one spare

Grasps in its aura

Pushes to the boundaries

Find a spot in melancholy

Purest form of nature

An act of human conduct.

© ikbenmanisha25

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