Scorching sun, Grey hoar & White floor

Scorching sun. Unheated heads.
Tears mixed with your sheets.
Drudging retort. Unpleasant pleads.
Thousands of words but none fit in.
Long-winded wishes. But sincere.
Longer steps. Laden tears.

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