I said I would write something about gaia gold but I'm not in the mood for that. Maybe I should have written it back then. For now, I want to share this one. And not telling the author here, since it's easy to find thanks to google.
But helpless pieces in the game He plays
Upon this chequer-board of Nights and Days
He hither and thither moves, and checks ... and slays
Then one by one, back in the Closet lays
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dreams of a turtle
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