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Dec 2018
The board is prepared,
chess piece by chess piece
lives regarded moreover disregarded.

It is a battle;
          it is a war,
                    fates against fates.

They clash, they soar, they roar.

Sheep and lion,
                    prey, predator,
                               is this all?
Not that it has to be, a chess piece
does not have to be merely a ****.

Move your queen, move your kingβ€” your heart and soul.
Written by
   mercy party
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