A God for 20 seconds
after the World Chess title
never wins again, deluded
a winner on a ballet masque
the heart beat of a ten year old
when you've just turned 90
the silence we all need
not to feed our fears
but to come to peace
with whom we are
the choice, killing time or
receiving it as a present. M
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