Oh, masterful Zugzwang! Checkmate in two! Your victorious wind rushes forth and my king resigns. I can play no longer as I recognize the futility of my actions. Set the board for Your next challenge and remove me from your sight. My resignation would fall upon deaf ears and my congratulatory hand remain unmet. I fatigue as You pour Your blessings through me as a sieve and shower others. I q...uickly parch and am tossed aside for my uselessness. Your pen runs dry when the time comes to write my name. I become the story left unfinished. My final page missing. A book cast aside with disappointment and disgust. Why then write that first page and form a setting? Abandon me and find Your greater novel, for You are the great Author! And what value is my anecdote?
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