The Game of the another.

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One after another, the chess pieces moved.

One after another, victorious she proved.

One after another, the men were caught.

One after another, the men she sought.

But there was another, who she could not play.

He was the other, who she could not betray.

He was the other, who made her leave the game.

He was the other, who she could not tame.

He was the other, who could not handle her truth.

He was the other, who had made her uncouth.

He was the other, who defeated the queen. 

He was the other, who played the game of the other. 

 

 

 

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