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Fools Gambit

Going through life with your 6 steps till death Your one of many pawns in this game of chess. Pay the blood price, take your own life to make your queen feel blessed. a psuedo-sacrifice, with no duress. Going from darkness to light, black and white without spite. On the front line, never steps back, focused only on attack. Would only change direction to take another life like a heart carved from ice, For only her protection, Paramount conviction.

Yet your so easily cast away. The queen plans her strategy and picks her tactics, her authority demands drastic acts of fanatics, who would do anything for her...fools gambit.

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jack-thompson
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Feb 28, 2014
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