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Check, Mate
It’s (not?) the end
of the world
as we know it;
though it feels
like a death
in the family,
the loss of a limb
or your only friend.
You know
the game isn’t over.
There is still
love
to be spent
(but it’s your)
move.
PSC / 2016-11
Penned for Day 8 of Robert Lee Brewer's November PAD
(Poem-A-Day) Challenge.
Assignment: nothing
will ever be the same or nothing
will ever change
For more, check out this link: 2016 November PAD - Day 8
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