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We are Not Giants

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Buildings standing tall

Fall and crumble to the floor

More rubble, more ash, shattered rocks

Shattering glass breaks against the shore

Whore calls of old songs

Old songs of long gone

Children crying on the playground

Around, we are not giants

But ants in a line

Rhyme upon the fallen glass

Dancing on the falling ash.



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Xenie You're currently reading the poem We are Not Giants, which was posted on Jul 1, 2011 by Xenie.

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"We are not superior to anyone, all things that seem large will one day fall on t..."

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