The Grandmaster
Who needs a dream?
Who needs ambition?
Who'd be the fool
In my position?
Once I had dreams
Now they're obsessions
Hopes became needs
Lovers possessions
-- Where I Want To Be (Chess)
Who needs ambition?
Who'd be the fool
In my position?
Once I had dreams
Now they're obsessions
Hopes became needs
Lovers possessions
-- Where I Want To Be (Chess)
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Date: 2009-01-18 03:58 am (UTC)Finally with a deep breath, she sat back comfortably while still in the circle of Anatoly's arms. "So, I'm guessing the island strikes again. At least I got to keep my own body this time." Her hand ran through her long red curls again. "This is amazing." Now that the shock had worn off, it was replaced with awe.