A variant of the ancient Greek game Petteia, this two-player strategy game was popular in ancient Rome. The board game had a grid of varying sizes, as documented in the first century BC.
A primitive combination of checkers and chess, Ludus Latrunculorum, also known as Latrunculi had the players moving backwards and sideways in the grid with the aim of surrounding an isolated enemy player. Its exact rules remain unclear.
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This world is a game of do or die
We refuse to see the tears as the children, they cry
We don't even stop to ask ourselves why
It's not that we're mean, we simply know not how to be so kind
And the moon rises over the rye
Eerily kissing the twilight goodbye
the moon rising over the rye
Blue skies are for the eagles wings
and sometimes, when the moon is up,the wind only seems to sing
of how, come dawn, the skies are free
it's beauty is shared by you and me
And the moon's disappearing into a blue sky
granting the eagles the freedom to fly
the moon disappearing into our blue sky
We have all had our share of sorrow and pain
Without this, may I ask you, would you really be sane
and though it is sad to see our loved ones leave
you'd be blind not to see how through
darkness the moon's light does weave
And as we look to the moon we're in tears
as we remember good times and past years
looking to the moonlight in tears
We have made it through the day, the moon is now in sight
Come now children, you've all been wronged
and you know this in the night
You ponder of how in the day the wrong could seem so right
You ignorance betrayed you, and did you really think
there could be a shadow not cast by light
And the moon comes to us in the night
through darkness comes hope with its pale silver light
the moon is with you in the night
Now it may just be me, but man,it seems, is overrated
But to you I'm a child, and so the poet has overstated
As you turn away from the truth, you cast your own shadow of doubt
And as you are engulfed in its darkness, your denial it echoed in shout
And as we watch the shadows dance on an eerie moonlit night
No longer ignorant, but innocent, no longer wrong nor right
Our lives had seemed so hollow, here their only an illusion
The wind is calling out my name. End of poem, my last conclusion
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I wish that you could hold me in your arms.
Hold me close to you where I can escape from the pain.
I wish that you could comfort me and make me feel at ease.
I wish that you were here now. You did this to me.
Why won’t you fix it? I wish you would fix it.
I wish you would mend my broken heart.
Just put the pieces back together.
I wish I knew what you’re thinking. How you’re feeling.
I wish you were here to talk to me. To give me advice and listen.
I wish I could pour my heart out to you. I wish I could cry on you shoulder and not have to fight the tears back.
Knowing that you won’t attempt to dry them at all.
That you would let them all slip from my soul until I drowned.
I wish that you could make me stop crying or at least try.
I wish you never made me cry in the first place.
I wish that I could feel your heart beating.
Your head resting on mine. Your arms tightly holding onto me as if you never want me to leave.
I wish I could have that feeling back one more time.
Just one more time with you to show you how I feel.
To have that feeling that words can’t even come close to describing.
I think I love you but it is too late.
You’re gone and now I want you more than ever.
I wish you were mine to hold. I wish that you knew.
A systematic approach would work best and decided to study color combinations that are regarded as harmonies. These combinations are known to have pleasing or contrasting quality to them and consists of these groups: analogous, complementary, Split-Complementary& Side-complementary, and Triad. There are numerous other color groups but we chose these harmonies that were unique for our use.
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, genre: genre painting, style: Impressionism, location: Argenteuil / Argenteuil-sur-armançonFrance, gallery name: Musée des Beaux-Arts Tournai, Tournai, Belgium, tags: couples, boats-and-ships, Seine, Soldier, completition: 1874.
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The murderer with the unnerving smile from the “Creep” movies is back, this time in a found-footage-style series on Shudder.
https://t.co/2OfsvDpPT8Send me back to the cave!
I am tired of the people here!
I want to go home and
I want to snuggle up to my
Big strong bear
In my own little world...
My cave.
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if you could read some ones mind
do you every wounder what you'll find
maybe a mind full of hopes an wonderful dreams
or of thoughts of death an an not so good things
would you use it to your advantage to make people see the damage
or the warmness of there heart an not the darkness in every part
if you could read my mine do you wounder what you would find
wrote between the lines??
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Professional writers rewrite their sentences over and over and then rewrite what they have rewritten.