Can you help improve the ending couplet?


today sun glares down in rage,
, fear of heat stroke draws blinds,
a/c's made me feel quite chilled;
emptiness same, inside.

hear cicadas in trees;
sound hum of giant machines
sent aliens who've come
decimate fondest dreams.

if travel far , wide,
i'd follow spring , bask in hope.
i'm tethered wretched past
, future prospects have left no hope.

sun never quite mean
brown, yellow , grey new green.

today sun glares down in rage, , fear of heat stroke draws blinds, a/c's made me feel quite chilled; emptiness same, inside. hear cicadas in trees; sound hum of giant machines sent aliens who've come decimate fondest dreams. if travel...


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