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Let us play a game of chess I’ll be the royal dame and you shall be the loser. Oh, my defeat-ridden liege, Your bishop’s so painfully tiresome With his strings of diagonal sermons and my elegant knight only dances in a very particular way. Time is ticking and passing by us so quickly; like a little soldier with nothing on its way of becoming a woman. Quickly, quickly, promise me something. Anything, really. Fire at least this tiny small cannon before the game comes to an end. I win, I always will win, I win a blade so dull and rusty; it keeps almost cutting my head. My prizes always taste of iron; I think I do not like chess anymore.
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Apr 22
Apr 22, 2026 at 1:46 PM UTC
A Game of Chess
Let us play a game of chess I’ll be the royal dame and you shall be the loser. Oh, my defeat-ridden liege, Your bishop’s so painfully tiresome With his strings of diagonal sermons and my elegant knight only dances in a very particular way. Time is ticking and passing by us so quickly; like a little soldier with nothing on its way of becoming a woman. Quickly, quickly, promise me something. Anything, really. Fire at least this tiny small cannon before the game comes to an end. I win, I always will win, I win a blade so dull and rusty; it keeps almost cutting my head. My prizes always taste of iron; I think I do not like chess anymore.
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Apr 22
Apr 22, 2026 at 1:46 PM UTC
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