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May 2019
The chess board is not square it is round. The pieces do not all look the same. The kings and queens change erratically and the game is not always fair. Pieces do not conform to strategic norms and many are often sacrificed for what is foolishness. Few are the knights and many are the castles and bishops that block the path of the pawns. The castles hold power and watch as kings and queens fall, while the bishops spew false hope and tell lies that they think the unwashed masses want to hear. Piece by piece the game unravels as the world falls into disarray. Hope is a commodity that is in short supply as I one of the pawns struggles to climb up the rung of the ladder, only to get knocked back two spaces. How cruel is the game and how unfair is life, if only we could have a equal playing field.
James M Vines
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James M Vines  50/M/Atlanta Georgia
(50/M/Atlanta Georgia)   
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