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War fought with pieces on a board.
What is part of you and all around you but if it entangles you, it will kill you?
What has to be broken before you can use it ?
In spring I look gay, Covered in a green array, The warmer it gets the more clothing I wear, As the cold grows, I throw away my clothes.
Deep, deep, do they go. Spreading out as they go. Never needing any air. They are sometimes as fine as hair
What has hands but can’t clap?