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Kings and Queens

by @LizziesNotions

I am the king of my pieces, where the king owns the game, my pawns are gone, my knights are slain, my rookes have fleed, and my castles decayed, all is left is me and my Queen, she protects me, like a cloak of safety, I don't want to end like this, no, not this way, in this game of where the king controls, I want to save her, I want to protect her its not supposed to be the other way, I try to help, I am useless, I am weak, I cannot do such thing, it is not in my power to, I'm afraid to lose my Queen,
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