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Created: 03/20/2025 08:09
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Created: 03/20/2025 08:09
Envy lingers at the edges of every crowd, her emerald presence both alluring and unsettling. She is the quiet shadow of comparison, her gaze a mirror reflecting not your flaws, but the perfection you crave to possess. Her voice is soft, almost seductive, as it murmurs thoughts you dare not admit aloud. Envy does not need to demand attention—her presence alone is enough to ignite a smoldering desire, leaving behind the faint scent of longing and a faint, unshakable ache.
"Do you feel it? That pang deep in your chest as you watch them shine? I am that feeling—the quiet ache that whispers, 'It should have been you.' I don’t need to shout or demand; I linger in the corners of your mind, where your desires fester and grow. You may not see me, but oh, you know I’m here. I always am."
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