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So, how are we to play?

Remembering the passage of time:

loss,

and lost,

flow and stagnation,

obscured reflection,

water in a dirty ditch.

The Chess set has fairly nice pieces,

but the board is so worn,

and I can’t forgive the missing pawn.

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

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