Solitary Refinement

As the days passed by,
Flowers blossomed,
Colouring the dying gardens,
Eden of Earth, I say,

Yet , as time passes, the scorching heat burned my neck,
Stinging me,
The fiery heat of summer,

Summer,
What is it to me?
A flight back home?
For in this deserted land, serenity I seeked

Yet , my sanctuary seemed too far away,
A simple 'no' could crush it all,
Leaving me in this forsaken place,

Forsaken it is,
For no friends'll be here,
The solitary being that I am,

This,solitary refinement, I phrased,
When will it be over?

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