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Life is ChessWe stood in two lines
My friends and I
My white king by my side
The pawns went first
Just simple acquaintances, ones I wouldn't miss
Black knights took those.
Then the real damage started.
In the war of black and white,
I was caught off guard.
Foolish mistakes were made
Words were uttered from unknowing lips.
The Knights, the Rooks, the Bishops
All placed on dangerous squares.
The white king, seemingly on the other side of the world
My defenses were falling, all support seemingly lost
The Knights, the Rooks, the Bishops,
Each taken by the black enemy.
The black king closes in
Yet here I stand all alone.
My once friends, taken and lost.
All around me they fell
Leaving me alone to face
The black king on my own
Nine TimesI saw him nine times.
The first time we were both sitting in the room together, getting ready to take the math test that would determine our placement. I was scatterbrained and throwing things around, trying to find the pencils that I had known I would need but had still just tossed in my purse. He was lounging backwards in his chair, looking for all the world as though he didn’t have a single care in the world, including the upcoming test. It annoyed me, that I was frantic and ready to scream, while someone else could be that relaxed.
I tested out of the class.
I don’t know if he did.
The second time I saw him, it was a few months after I arrived on campus. He was the one rushing and frantic this time, running across the square. He was probably late for class, though I had no way of knowing for sure. I was already lost in my own thoughts and ideas, deciding on my major and convincing people that yes, this is what I really want to do with my life. If they weren
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