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Chess
Of Life
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Updated: 08.30.00
I must obey the command:
Crush the opposing band
Make a hell of your rival
And be perfect in your fight for survival.
The sight is clear,
The common goal just ahead,
I must march without fear,
Or I shall simply go back to bed.
The square is small,
Only one-by-one am I free to move.
I must be careful,
I must not fall.
There will be many that will contest me,
Few or none that will support.
But understanding is the key,
Ultimately everything falls, even the greatest of forts.
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