A red portrayed , desserted world.
With fingers crossed, it bites it’s tounge.
Leaves withered with time to kill.
Giving birth to the hand
That seeks the thrill
Bound together, they grow appart
The chessboard crossroads
Offer different ways
To a desired destination
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