A game of war
Many ways to win,
Many ways to lose.
I play the pieces
As how they “should” act.
In my mind I am king,
I dictate who goes where.
I ensure my survival
And the demise of my enemy.
I overwhelm with my pawns.
I intimidate with my bishops.
My calvary rides in to check things out.
My rooks guard the king until danger has passed.
My queen stays by his side until an opportunity is seized.
Chess, the great make-believe.
Brigid Faye, Reader 
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