Chess Poem by Nicholas Hrynchuk
Chess
Life is a giant game of chess in a weird way,
You have to always make the right move,
Because if you don't,
Then the other players get your king
Millions of ways to go,
Millions of spaces to choose,
But what you don't know,
Is this game of chess is filled with traps
Thursday, February 10, 2011
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