My next sonnet:The sky is a' moonless and dark tonight,I find the night a' blissful and quiet...So serene, the gloom that swallows all light,I'm haunted not by sorrow or regret...Meandering alone, p'raps doomed to roamIn dismal streets, that offer no solaceTo a boy deprived of the warmth of home,Wandering aimlessly from place to place.My mind …

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