a game upon
another game
a chess board
with pieces
filled with two different colors
next to the class filled of juniors
thirty-two pieces
sixteen on each side
I see the depression as calm now, Like the ocean, As just something that surrounds me, Something I'm covered...
They stalk predaciously through masks of black. There's nowhere to hide, no turning back. They stalk...
When the wind blows, all worries leaves. When the sun shines, all true colors are seen. When the sea waves,...
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