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Pawn Of Status

These days your worth of another floats among absent words.
One day existence means much to the one present.
There are trouble makers lurking among the daily shadows.
When someone's not around let's talk  about all of their faults.
Gossip the entertainment of a dull situation.
The start of the games belongs to the pawn.
Yet they remain low ranking objects to those who choose to place their dirty hands.
As a pawn could the king be eliminated?
The pawns have no other names.
Many of the same pieces look a like.
Which ever pawn claims the role of hero will not want your faulty heartless applause.
There lay the king now paint the scene.
Wait I am now the king.
Now what?
Written by ClearmindedVillain
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