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In the silent whispers of the night, I confess,

"I don't hate you, no, I envy you, this I confess."

Envy blooms within me, watching you detach so free,

Yet, within my heart, a tangled mess, a silent plea.

Every corner I turn, every path I tread,

I search for you, the echoes of our past, I dread.

Would you notice me, would you approach with a smile?

Or would I crumble, lost in emotions, fragile?

If our eyes were to meet, what words would I find?

Would tears cascade, or anger, undefined?

To be acknowledged, or brushed past, unseen,

Each possibility, a heartache, a silent scream.

So I wander in shadows, in the labyrinth of my mind,

Torn between longing and the fear of what I'll find.

"I don't hate you," I whisper, amidst the night's embrace,

Envy and longing, entwined, in this endless chase.

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