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I thought myself a giant once

Horizons upon horizons 

They say they are never ending.

I thought myself a giant once, 

Where I could grasp horizons the same way I did life’s supposedly endless opportunities.

But this giant has never felt so small, 

And the horizon has never seemed so far away.

Even giants fall you see, 

Once in a while. 

I hope to rise again and go back to my home in the clouds 

where I can taste life like sweet candy floss and know

 that I can still stand tall.

Illustration: Alisha O’Brien-Coker