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Published on Sep 6, 2009
Giants walk among us still hidden in tattered robes They speak quiet mostly, though their presence always known. They fall like thunder Wither and die Struggle incessantly reaching the sky We try to box them, they can not fit in The giants corrupt what we try to keep hidden And if one day we make it inside Find a way to conquer the giants hide We'll watch the giants that we slew And find that we killed ourselves, too