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Fight, capture, kill, destroy.
Ideals of a previous nation;
A previous time.
They hold true even in this mock war.


Take a breath,
Take a drag,
Send forth the bishop,
Wielding his holy stave.


The illustrated man, with his tattooed chest,
Regards the playing field.
He exhales smoke, reasons in the snow,
And returns to war.


The game continues;
Silent, black and white,
Like an old movie reel.






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