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Knock wolf, I want you to lend me an ear. I know, you are right there watching my side. My temper you want, but it, I won’t tear. Unlike you, I have learnt more than a slide. All of which are not meant to ambush you, But to strengthen me swims against the tide. I am real, and I live on what is true. The why, I can’t call black, purple or white. And don't stand, thinking I haven’t a clue. I am among souls begot by the Light. Soul, when climb and fall, would double and rise. Soul, that in the dark, would summon and bright. Have you any hands with this soul, the bricks, To build a wall, void of falsehoods and tricks. For: Craig Cornish's Terza Rima Sonnet Contest