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The silence after the clock stops is heavier than the game
I was just sitting at the board, staring at a position Iād already lostāno, not lost, abandoned. The clock had stopped hours ago, but I stayed. Not to salvage anything, just to feel the weight of what wasnāt said. A pawn stood there, untouched. Light hit it at an angle that made it look like it was still moving. I donāt know why I waited. Maybe Iām learning how to lose without needing to win.
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