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Nov 2018
This game of chess has been such a battle
To hold unto what's ours was the strategy
Taken the pawns moved out one by one
Her knights stood in armor defended by bishops
Rooks fall outside her heart walls of this castle
So its stalemate with no more moves to pace
When king & queen can't even meet face to face
She surrenders to him as that was her fate
Moot point to him for the queen to make
So she moves forward to concede & bow
As the king has never given her his vow
game over
Bea Autumn
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Bea Autumn  F/Florida
(F/Florida)   
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