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A Game of Chess

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Reads 184
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Parts 5
Time <5 mins

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A collection of short stories

 A jumble of words, stories to tell
Chronicles of thoughts, beyond they extend
Square by square, enduring a strife
A prayer on the lips, disbelief in eyes
A smattering of dreams through the trailing letters
Believe what you may as it is what matters
 Worlds to show, worlds to hide
Truth be told, the author has died.All Rights Reserved

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