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We are but chessmen, destined, it is plain,

We are but chessmen, destined, it is plain,
That great chess-player, Heaven, to entertain;
It moves us on life's chess-board to and fro,
And then in death's dark box shuts up again.

Poem by Omar Khayyam
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