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Chess

by TheBlackRaven

Make your Next move Two. paces. forward. three. paces. left. New position protection of the weak inferior to the mightier. One. pace. forward. disposable casualty of the battle slice me open take me into the other with your strong hand. Zero. paces. Stay seated and think ahed, safe, behind the wall of marble bodies. DO NOT let them in. None left. Battle won. Take me away to remind me, that at the end of the game the king and the pawn are still put away in the same box.
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Nov 13, 2014
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