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The Game of War
A savage game
A game where the loser dies out
and the winner dives in.
A hope that our pawns will be last standing
Every last pawn in this game has its own secret weapon.
A weapon that explodes and implodes,
only to knock out the other side's pawns, one by one.
They disappear as others reappear
A game evolving by mere chance.
Every pawn has a family
Every family has a team
Every team has a home
Every home has pawns playing this savage game of chance.
Every pawn is a soldier
Take every pawn home
To stay with their family and live with their team
To recieve peace, piece by piece.
A game where the loser dies out
and the winner dives in.
A hope that our pawns will be last standing
Every last pawn in this game has its own secret weapon.
A weapon that explodes and implodes,
only to knock out the other side's pawns, one by one.
They disappear as others reappear
A game evolving by mere chance.
Every pawn has a family
Every family has a team
Every team has a home
Every home has pawns playing this savage game of chance.
Every pawn is a soldier
Take every pawn home
To stay with their family and live with their team
To recieve peace, piece by piece.
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