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The walls torn down
I am face to face
With the giant
I feared
No longer at bay
I am so small
I am so weak
I tremble and cry
No longer hiding
The giant looms large
If it lays me down
Then that’s what it does
No longer in my hands
I stand to face
The outcome
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