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Sonnet 1. As I pass out to this strange brand new world I sense my form go cold and freeze to bone A man comes up using a ring of a lord He grabs my arm, but shadow comes and I’m alone I look for shadow, not mind the only way backThrough lean dark trees, looking for my dark brave hero Never quite finding, never quite reaching, it’s always a lack I gaze up from sad path and he’s all aglow How I crave the fill of his warmth all over My heart fills with every nerve on my hungry soul My soul roars with joy at a cute gold clover I cut it and watch out for the ugly troll And in the end this is just but a dream In my lone room with a flash of sun’s gleam.