this was an attempt at a new type of poetry, like,
a "coded" poem. one meant to not just be read, but
examined the way people study classic chess games

an equation in poetry laced with variables.

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trapped out of a prison S hell
where know bodIS two blame four my shame

free in side-Self -less- game
never to no one's three-is 2 many side

lost found down in an upsided frown
where Me fakes what We likes

freedom darkened by your| self+inflcted | su-I-side