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I Might Be Giant

by JD DeHart

Who knows?

I could be as tall as the trees,

solid and grounded,

as meteoric as the stoic

courage of a fighter pilot,

 

unshakable by the earth,

they could try to loop around

me the way they pulled one

over on Gulliver,

 

but my place is the powdered

clouds.

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