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Sep 2020
it seems i always play the wrong move
like my life is a chessboard
my peers are somehow always ahead of me

convincing myself I can’t hate the player
only the game
so without working my way around the board
I will lose every time

I have lived my whole life
believing I was going in heavy with a queen
to wake up one day
and realise I was just another pawn
Peach Pietersen
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Peach Pietersen  24/F/UK
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