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Nov 2020
We're game pieces on a chess board.
We might be peasants or knights or pawns.
We play our roles in turns and win some,
lose some and never know true love at all.
I begin to understand the cruelty of our
history where we live our fragile lives.
William J Donovan
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William J Donovan  75/M/Charlotte, NC
(75/M/Charlotte, NC)   
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