There is no point in challenging you
We both know you can never beat me
We both know you can never cheat me
Outsmart me
For I am a man, am I not?
I am the white crowned pawn
While the beginning already deceased your dark dame
You will lose every single game
Your weakness hidden under fabrics,
Your incomplete brain
Serve me, woman
I’m your feeding hand
Intellect conquers beauty
Don’t you understand?
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