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Sep 2020
Those Giants seem so harmless now
They don't bother me any more
They used to be So scary
When they entered through my door.

Those Giants they were very strong
They could crush me with one hand
But when they see me falling
These days they help me stand.

One time I battled with Giants
They were far much bigger than me
NowΒ Β they are very gentle
And they fill my heart with glee.

Have you ever battled with Giants
In there many shapes and forms
It's said they have always been there
From the day that we were born.

They say there are no Giants
Well not in a literal way
They come in the form of obsticles
And they are with us every day.

Giants they can be beaton
And we can bring them to there knees
And when they are defeated
They become as gentle as the breeze.
We all are faced with Giantlike situations in our lives .
What a relief when we overcome them in there many shapes and forms.
Christopher Victor Russon
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Christopher Victor Russon  Birmingham
(Birmingham)   
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