Check Please

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Columns and rows stack the game

Times of yore much the same

Days of peace cloaked in junk mail

Nights at rest dreamt a fairy tale

The dark surrounds all who sleep

What can hold may also keep

Pawns a king can never make

Yet pawn a king can always take

Kings and queens rise and fall

While castle walls forever tall

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