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| Darwin Ding ChessWood, monotoneA solid, nothing special
 Sturdy and cheap
 A chess piece
 
 It sits atop a board
 The same dull colors
 Tiled in a checker pattern
 Over its smooth surface
 
 Soulless
 An immobile rook, the wayward knight
 A cruel queen who threatens and kills
 So simple, yet so dead
 
 A sudden shift
 A bishop aligns with the queen
 In beautiful synchronous harmony
 Individuals coming together
 
 The board comes to life
 Beneath eye level there is vitality
 Interactions between pieces
 The game more than it seems
 
 Wood, monotone?
 A solid, nothing special?
 Don’t be so superficial.
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